What if Your Blueprint Doesn't Fit

 

Dear world,

Everyone has a story that they will gush out in an odd moment of silence, or possibly, to a person they have never met before to shout out to seem vaguely interesting. It’s like shouting out “hey! Look I’m pretty cool too” 

Here’s mine: When I was in 9th grade, my mum became weary of traditional medicine. She said that doctors had failed people she loved when she needed them the most. Naturally then, when I complained about a weighty feeling of tiredness alongside my increasingly poor immune system, she decided to take me on a retreat to a homeopathic doctor. 

It really did feel like a scene from a well-established horror movie, where the main character summons a ghost by asking some question like “Is anyone here?” 

We had driven 2 hours away from home to a desolate house, made from slabs of concrete with thick vines winding up the walls of the home. A woman greeted us, I cannot remember her name, she had a deep German accent and a short brown bob. 

She led me to a chair where I was greeted by her cat. (Of course she had a cat- the answer is yes, it was a black cat) It was a dentist's chair, and just as I expected her to ask me what exactly my symptoms were, she decided to read my left palm by tracing her icy fingers on the membranes of my hand. 

It was in these brief moments of crystalline silence, she broke it to add “You’re an artist, and you will be famous, not extremely famous, but well-known.” 

I can’t remember much else from the visit, but I am still left with a question, “how do you know when you become well-known?” and “What is the difference between famous and extremely famous?” and lastly, “Who was this woman?”

Have you ever had an experience where somebody prophesied a future that you disagreed with? And did it ever materalise as the truth?

From Juhi