It happened! The biggest manifestation I have conjured to date. It has been exactly one full moon since I won the lottery!
Well, it’s not your a-typical lottery where you are awarded a large cash sum. I won Cash for Life, where a sweet sum of $1000 is delivered to you weekly for life. Here’s the article published in the Hamilton Spectator. Stars Align for Hamilton lottery winner
Here’s the rest of the story, not included in the article.
They say that people who win the lottery know they are going to win the lottery. Well I did, even though I didn’t buy tickets that often, I told my husband I was going to win cash for life frequently. As someone who had little security in my life, this seemed like the one thing that was utterly attractive to me, a decent amount of money doled out for the rest of my life. I had struggled as a child and this continues into my adult years. I was in the contract work circuit or taking low wage jobs working in the arts. Even though the hours were often unsteady and low wage, I always felt comfort in knowing I was supporting the arts~ even when I had given up my own arts practice to be the support person for a multitude of artists.
When I had a stable job in the arts, without benefits and on the lower pay scale. I was happy! Who had a stable job in the arts? With full time hours, and for what I thought was decent pay, even if my family didn’t agree. My mother’s gnawing voice would constantly ask me about RRSPs,
“What are you going to do when you retire?” she would enquire In a voice that sounded similar to a frustrated Don Knotts
I would consistently reply “win the lottery”.
Well here I am 44 and planning retirement at 45, my mother and I will be retiring at the same time and I can’t wait for the party we are going to have!
Here is an account of the events leading up to that fateful day. We could honestly go back 10 years to when I moved to Hamilton, but truthfully the synchronicities that led to that moment could fill a novel. Nevertheless, I can say I am now positive that we are in the exact right spot in the exact right time, and there are simply no wrong moves.
It was Friday, July 7th and the artist run centre that I work at was quite busy, but I was spending some time in the front window of the shop pondering the display, when I spotted a monarch lying in the middle of the road. It’s wings gently lifting and lowering, it’s body remaining still. The street I work on is busy with a lot of traffic, so it was a wonder it hadn’t been hit by a car. I ran in to the road (also a wonder that I wasn’t hit) and put out my hand, my heart stopped when the great winged creature stepped onto my palm and let me pick it up. After a few pics I put him in a flower bed beside the shop and hoped for the best.
When I checked on the Monarch an hour later it was listless. I concocted a mixture of sugar water and sure enough he drank it and livened right up. After another couple of hours the butterfly was motionless again and the sky was threatening to rain. I knew what I had to do, take the monarch home. Whatever plans I had for the weekend were quickly kyboshed, as I was completely mesmerized by this creature and quite obviously under its spell.
I am sure I had never been close to anything as beautiful before in my life. Why had I not gone to a butterfly sanctuary before?
I made a home for him in a garden candle-holder, and gave him a name Labyris, after a Minoan butterfly goddess. It was soon revealed that Labyris was missing a leg, I secretly hoped there was some new form of 3D printed butterfly crutch, but alas, no google search provided an answer on that.
On our first morning together he seemed stronger, I took him out of his cage and he could fly, for brief moments at a time, he would cling to a branch in the garden, but soon loose his grip falling below the leaves. Once on the ground he would just wait for me to put my hand down and step up onto his human elevator and we would try again.
That afternoon I searched Hamilton for some butterfly food, I could only find one milkweed plant in bloom. I brought it home and I don’t think I could ever say this or even imagine it before, but this butterfly was filled with joy when I fed it to him!! He feasted like a king and later that night went to sleep while clenching onto the tiny buds.
After Labyris had drifted off into a milkweed coma I gathered the supplies necessary for the full moon as is customary in my home. Without going into too much detail, I was feeling very elated from my experience with the creature and set my intentions for the full moon with a heart that was the widest I had felt in a long time. Once my moon ritual was over my husband and I sat in the moonlight, listening to music. It was one of those warm nights where the air had a honey quality to it with everything in bloom. As we watched the moon make its way across the sky I saw a falling star. I looked to my husband…
“Did you see that falling star?”
He didn’t catch it, but asked “what did you wish for”
I thought about it for a moment and I felt so fulfilled at that very moment that there was nothing to wish for, “I have everything I want” I told him.
The next day I found Labyris, dead, still clinging to his milkweed. I was devastated, but we carried on running errands, as we usually would on a Sunday, but I know that I had a little less bounce in my step. Somehow we ended up at a store we don’t usually go to and the woman in front of me bought some scratch and win tickets, I thought “what the heck” and bought one too. I won the grand prize, Cash for Life. There was nothing left to do but thank the universe, as well as giving a silent nod to Labyris.
I would like to say thank you for all the kind words and happiness people have shared with me since winning, I am shocked at the love and kindness I have been receiving since.
I have started a new blog about the experience and the adventures to follow entitled 1000 moons here:
Best wishes to you and yours,
Thea
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