When I come to a fork in the road, I have to choose which road to take. By choosing one I am not choosing the other. If I decide not to make a choice I’m still choosing. Being passive is still choosing.
When one door closes another door opens.
If I get to a certain point on the road I’ve chosen, and I decide it’s not for me, I can try to go back to that other road- but who knows if it will still be there?
When one door opens another door closes.
When I am on the right path supporting events synchronize. Helpful people show up. Opportunity knocks. Coincidences nod in encouragement. In a relationship it’s the same way.
My boyfriend and I broke up for good once, in July 2007. We didn’t speak for 2 months. During that time I moved and my car was involved in a hit and run accident. That accident sparked some amazing experiences. I lived close enough to walk to work. It was summer and it was beautiful.
One day, after working late, friends invited me to go out with them. Walking to the restaurant I realized that I was tired and I wanted to go home- so I left. I took one of my routes (which I varied). While walking home it began to pour. I ducked under an awning and waited until the rain let up. As I continued up the hill, halfway to my street, I sensed a vehicle slowing down behind me. I heard my name. It was my boyfriend- in his new car. He was driving on this particular side street at the same time that I was walking up it. If my car hadn’t been in the shop and I hadn’t stayed late at work, attempted to go out with friends, decided not to go out and been stalled by rain, we would not have been in the same place at the same time. If he hadn’t been running late to a meeting, we would not have met that day.
It was a coincidence, but it wasn’t.
When we broke up the door to being single opened up again for me. I hadn’t been single in years and the attention from new men was fun and exciting. On one hand the universe was telling me that I was going to be OK and that there are other fish in the sea. On the other hand Fate, and the opportunity for a second chance, were knocking at my door. I wanted to be sure that I hadn’t let a good thing go. Why else would events have arranged themselves that way?
That “fated” meeting involved a conscious choice. The path presented itself and I opted in. Fate also revealed a fork in the road. As bf and I began our reconciliation, I met someone new. I was handed a new opportunity- a man with whom I shared a connection. The forces that be were forcing me to choose- door #1 or door #2, which would it be?
By December 2007 I knew which direction to take and I permanently closed door #2. It was the right choice.
- Uranus was transiting my 7th house (and still is).
- Saturn was in my 12th house.
- Bf was in the thick of his Uranus opposition
- My progressed Moon crossed from my 12th house to my 1st house
- My Moon progressed from Virgo to Libra