Anything Can Happen

“But now I’ve seen it through/And now I know the truth/That anything could happen/Anything could happen” – Ellie Goulding, “Anything Could Happen”

This week was absolute rubbish. To speak more bluntly, it sucked. There are countless reasons as to why it received such an unfortunate distinction. Work, work politics and work frustrations are a few of those reasons. Truthfully, I’m sure the sinus cold that latched onto my immune system Sunday evening didn’t start the impending week on a promising note or win it any favors, either. My head was the weight of a 20-pound bowling ball, I was tired and mankind left me utterly disgusted and frustrated. Naturally on a week reeking of trash that needed to be thrown out three days ago, rude and insensitive people were everywhere.

I read this excerpt penned by Dr. Seuss for the book “Oh, The Places You’ll Go!” and the last two lines encapsulated by mood and the week to a tee:

“You won’t lag behind, because you’ll have the speed.

You’ll pass the whole gang and you’ll soon take the lead.

Wherever you fly, you’ll be the best of the best.

Where you go, you will top all the rest.


Except when you don’t.

Because, sometimes, you won’t.”

Yes, Theodor Seuss Geisel, I couldn’t agree with you more. Sometimes you won’t at all be the best or the greatest at anything.

Now, before you stop reading this in distaste because you think I’m using this platform as an opportunity to complain about my week, wait…

Unexpectedly, late this morning my mobile phone buzzed displaying a number I didn’t recognize. I answered that unknown number with brief hesitation, fearing that it was a wrong number or someone trying to sell me something. Quite the contrary. 

That call changed my day, maybe even completely altered my rubbish week. After I said goodbye to the caller and we disconnected, I walked outside and stared at Lake Michigan. The clouds were going to break soon and the predicted downpour and thunderstorms would come…but not yet. The lake was calm; the sky was calm; the world was calm. I was absolutely oblivious to any activity – if there was any – happening around me. All I felt was peace. The water and the moment had me hypnotized. I meditated, prayed and reflected. 

I thought about how things can seem pretty bad, hopeless even. It feels as though you’re all alone in this crazy world, aimlessly searching to make everything right in your life. Then, all of a sudden, you’re given a glimmer of hope and it changes everything. I realized – and believed – that anything can happen.

Awesomely enough, a few moments after that revelation manifested in my soul, the piped-in music that plays in the area in which I was standing changed tracks. The next song that played was Ellie Goulding’s “Anything Could Happen.”

Coincidence? Perhaps.

ImageBut sometimes in life there is no such thing as coincidences. It’s something more powerful than that. It’s divine order, it’s all of the puzzle pieces in the Universe fitting together exactly as they were always meant to fit and be. 

I’m not sure if anything will come of that phone call but I promise you that it was a gift. My eyes and heart opened with the understanding that even in the midst of this rubbish week and just when I think it’s just me out here and who really cares one way or the other about anything and people are telling me to lower my expectations, someone, somewhere cares. The Universe, God, Spirit tells me: “Anything could and can happen. Get ready.”

Oh, I’m ready. I’m ready for it to happen. 


About Six Feet Standing Tall

Sara Tieman blogs at Six Feet Standing Tall. She stands at 5’11″ and probably could be six feet tall if she stood up straighter…or wore higher heels. She lives in Chicago but also fancies London as her home, too. Attempting to live her life fearlessly, she hopes to share stories that readers will find amusing, insightful or somewhat intriguing as she tries to figure out the meaning of life.
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