Monday, August 07, 2006

Predictions in Tin

I have just signed for the registered envelope that contains our residency visas to New Zealand. We are now free to move.


I can't remember the last time that I was this scared.


So much of this can't be explained with logic. We are trusting something that we feel in our gut - and although I have been shown OVER and OVER again that I CAN trust my gut, it is just as scary each time. The feeling reminds me of the sensations I have when I am skydiving; I'm sitting in the airplane, waiting for the door to open, waiting for that green light. I know I know what I am doing. I trust my equipment. I know there is a chance that something could go wrong, but I have done everything in my power to control what I can. For me, skydiving is exhilarating, envigorating, beautiful, spiritual and scary all at once. I feel more alive and connected to everything - it gives me a perspective on living that I sometimes lose in my daily life on earth. And so now, seeing that green light, brand new residency visas to New Zealand in my hand, I am once again standing on the edge, anticipating that moment, the new perspective, that point of no return.



Exhilarated,

Envigorated,

Scared,

and Trusting.



I want to share something with you that I have looked at numerous times in the last seven months as a "post card" from the Universe, telling me "it is as it should be"... Like our choice to move, this can't be explained with logic either.

Every New Year's eve at midnight, for as long as I can remember, I have eagerly followed an age-old Finnish tradition - telling one's future by casting molten tin into a container of ice cold water and interpreting the resultant shape of the metal. The image below is of the two pieces my husband and I received this past New Year's. We melted our tins approximately 30 minutes apart because I was the "tin melting coordinator" at the party and several people were lined up to cast their fortunes. My tin creation is the top one and his is the bottom piece.




It wasn't until the next morning that we pulled the pieces out to compare notes and our fortunes. When we realized what we were looking at, we both stood silently staring at each other and the tins in disbelief. We had cast almost perfect miniatures of the North and South Islands of New Zealand.







I still become speechless when I look at the two pieces - I just hope it doesn't mean he will move to the South Island while I stay on the North one (which is where my job is). *grin*

Have things like this happened to you?.....

Haera ra,
Tia

14 comments:

Tracie Nall said...

Wow....that is pretty incredible!

Here from Michele!

Jennie said...

Wow! I think your move sounds amazing. You're living life, go for it. Can't wait to hear about it.

MsT said...

Tia, it sounds like you are making the right move at the right time, congratulations! Of course you may blogroll me, I will have to write more regularly now!

Anonymous said...

Honey, that's awesome, and I still get goosebumps. Maybe we should go skydiving soon!

Anonymous said...

Hello, Michele sent me.

What an interesting tradition of casting tin into water.

It will be quite an adventure.

It's greatly bonding to make a leap like that together.

Kristen said...

WOW!! that's amazing!

I'm sure your new adventure will prove to be wonderful and exciting. New Zealand is one of the places we want to go and perhaps live.

Michele sent me. and i'm so glad she did.

A Army Of (Cl)One said...

Hi from Michele.

That was a nice little bit of forshadowing in Tin. I would love to visit, but it will have to wait a few years while my life catches up withth ecost of living. :)

Good luck in a new land

Jessica said...

ok, that's just freaky. it really looks like NZ! I have to get D to come in here and look at that. so cool.

Anonymous said...

J, I thought you might appreciate that... it is freaky, isn't it? And yes - I am terrified! But in a really good way. =)

Bobealia... said...

Wow! That is fantastic! And Amazing. I love the way you have described standing on the edge (figuratively and literally) preparing to jump.

Bobealia... said...

Did you get your hair cut?

Megan said...

Sounds like you are in for an adventure! Enjoy it. How many people have the chance to pick up and move across the world? I envy you that.

I always go with my gut; it's never steered me wrong yet.

Here from Michele's today.

keda said...

woooo! thats amazing. i'm so pleased things are looking up darling. i've just caught up as i've been away a few days.
your first ice cream from a van and you didnt get a 99??? i so loved listening for that sound as a child. yummy :)

The Domesticator said...

Sounds like a little divine intervention. Go with your gut.From the sound of it, it's always been right in the past. Good luck!