Do you believe that a place can have bad karma for you?
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Hello all,
Question: Do you believe that one ALWAYS 'makes their own luck', regardless of where they are? Or do you believe it is possible that sometimes the forces of the universe/God/higher power/whatever you want to call it tries to tell us 'You are not where you are supposed to be - time to correct course and move on?' thru the things that happen to us?
I ask this because I have lived now for several years in a city where I never felt 'rooted'. I have family here (about the only good thing that has happened since I got here is getting close to them), but I have had more bizarro-awful things happen to me since I got here than you could possibly imagine. Granted, a few of the awful things that have happened were due to bad choices on my part - I make mistakes, just like everyone else. But it seems that even when the good choice is blatantly obvious, as soon as I made it, it immediately turns to shit. And in a way that no one could have possibly anticipated, leaving everyone who knows me just drop-jawed in shock.
I don't really want to get into detail as I don't want to be a whiner here - that is not the intent of this thread.
My intent is to simply ask if just MAYBE, the real mistake I made was to move here to begin with...and if maybe the universe has been trying to tell me that this place is not where I'm supposed to be...and that I need to try a different path.
I should also add that this city has never been a very good fit for me, personality-wise. I moved to Atlanta from Anchorage, Alaska (with a year's stop in Moscow, Russia, where I was working), and the terrible heat and humidity, the pollution, the politics, the fake 'southern hospitality' (until they find out you are not exactly like them) and the godawful traffic here have been wearing on me since Day One. I am pretty...erm...'bohemian'...and Atlanta is not what I would characterize as a bohemian kind of place.
I love my family - my sister (who is the one I moved here for) is really my best friend, and I don't want to leave her, to be honest...which is why I have stayed this long.
But I feel like a sapling for a tree that belongs in the Pacific Northwest...that has been brought to Georgia and stuck in the wrong kind of dirt, in the wrong kind of climate, in the wrong kind of environment. Through sheer force of will, I have survived. I am not a quitter and never have been. But by no means have I found a way to thrive here either. Although I really have tried.
So what is it? Have I not tried hard enough? Is it ALWAYS possible to 'bloom where you are planted'? Or could it be that sometimes, the universe is just trying to tell you to stop banging your head against a (in my case) Georgia Colonial Architecture wall...and move back to an area that suits you better? Or try something new completely?
I'd love to hear comments/personal experiences and questions others might have on this issue. I am now sort of at a crossroads after this latest round of seriously bad karma...and need some feedback. I came here to ask the question primarily because I want objective feedback from people who might possibly be 'thinkers'. And seems to me that PJ is a band that attracts 'thinkers'. At least that's one of the draws for me!
Question: Do you believe that one ALWAYS 'makes their own luck', regardless of where they are? Or do you believe it is possible that sometimes the forces of the universe/God/higher power/whatever you want to call it tries to tell us 'You are not where you are supposed to be - time to correct course and move on?' thru the things that happen to us?
I ask this because I have lived now for several years in a city where I never felt 'rooted'. I have family here (about the only good thing that has happened since I got here is getting close to them), but I have had more bizarro-awful things happen to me since I got here than you could possibly imagine. Granted, a few of the awful things that have happened were due to bad choices on my part - I make mistakes, just like everyone else. But it seems that even when the good choice is blatantly obvious, as soon as I made it, it immediately turns to shit. And in a way that no one could have possibly anticipated, leaving everyone who knows me just drop-jawed in shock.
I don't really want to get into detail as I don't want to be a whiner here - that is not the intent of this thread.
My intent is to simply ask if just MAYBE, the real mistake I made was to move here to begin with...and if maybe the universe has been trying to tell me that this place is not where I'm supposed to be...and that I need to try a different path.
I should also add that this city has never been a very good fit for me, personality-wise. I moved to Atlanta from Anchorage, Alaska (with a year's stop in Moscow, Russia, where I was working), and the terrible heat and humidity, the pollution, the politics, the fake 'southern hospitality' (until they find out you are not exactly like them) and the godawful traffic here have been wearing on me since Day One. I am pretty...erm...'bohemian'...and Atlanta is not what I would characterize as a bohemian kind of place.
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But I feel like a sapling for a tree that belongs in the Pacific Northwest...that has been brought to Georgia and stuck in the wrong kind of dirt, in the wrong kind of climate, in the wrong kind of environment. Through sheer force of will, I have survived. I am not a quitter and never have been. But by no means have I found a way to thrive here either. Although I really have tried.
So what is it? Have I not tried hard enough? Is it ALWAYS possible to 'bloom where you are planted'? Or could it be that sometimes, the universe is just trying to tell you to stop banging your head against a (in my case) Georgia Colonial Architecture wall...and move back to an area that suits you better? Or try something new completely?
I'd love to hear comments/personal experiences and questions others might have on this issue. I am now sort of at a crossroads after this latest round of seriously bad karma...and need some feedback. I came here to ask the question primarily because I want objective feedback from people who might possibly be 'thinkers'. And seems to me that PJ is a band that attracts 'thinkers'. At least that's one of the draws for me!
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There's a billion different things we could do with our lives, but being positive about what is going on for us is what makes us lucky.
There are human beings living homeless under highway overpasses that are happier than people with enough money to buy any "destiny" they want.
Taking your interests into account, maybe do a little more 'underground' searching in your town - maybe there's folks that look at life the way you do, and you just haven't found them yet.
R.i.p. My Dad - May 28, 2007
R.i.p. Black Tail (cat) - Sept. 20, 2008
it will if by no other means than
occupying your mind with negativity
"what a long, strange trip it's been"
I say this because when I was 'young and dumb' I moved to Cali (San Jose) for a few months. I wanted 'a new adventure'...didn't have any friends (my BF at the time only) or family there. It was ok for a little bit, but after 6 months I was sad, depressed, I thought 'does it have to be so freaking SUNNY ALL. THE. DAMN. TIME?!?!'
From my experience, the people there are 'cold', they have their own 'group' they hang with, they don't want any new people, they have no interest in anything else but themselves. I tried going out, finding friends, we went to Santa Cruz, San Francisco, every weekend...I just never felt like I 'belonged', I felt stagnant, stuck, hopeless. The only time I ever felt like 'hey I like these people!' was at a record store....they were the employees...maybe because it was 97 and I said I was from Seattle...their faces lit up like a Las Vegas marquee when I told them I was from Seattle.
But when I moved back (9 months later), I felt great, found a job right away(took me 6 months to find a job in Cali), called all my friends and went out. I felt like 'This is where I belong!' Like that last piece of a puzzle...complete.
Don't take your move as a 'mistake', if you do, then was being there for your sister a mistake? Or what if you had never met your friend? Those are good things! The move was a 'learning' experience...if it doesn't seem to be working, move on, there are many more adventures to be had!
Also, one little 'insider tip' about people from the south,'Southern hospitality only exists until they find out you want to move there' (I overheard this while at a restaurant in NO) Don't get me wrong, I loved New Orleans, and loved Mardi Gras, I liked Orlando, and Houston and San Antonio...but I have experienced some 'abrasiveness' from some southern gals...ones that moved here and that I've worked with. :? :( (guess they never change) so I can feel for you.
I think you need to follow your heart...go to where you feel your 'calling'. There are so many people that live here that say, 'I was born and raised in "blahblahblah' but I came to visit here once, and haven't gone back'...why do you think we tell people 'it always rains here'?
Right now, I live farther away from Seattle then I like, and I feel SO out of place here (I actually hate it here)...but my birth certificate states 'Seattle' and I will never claim to be from anywhere else...because that is where I truly belong.
- Christopher McCandless
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
After 2 of the 10 years I lived in Seattle I blamed my loneliness on a past life issue because I couldn't find any reason why I had such a hard time there. When I moved back east, near my family, life was better.
I didn't move earlier because I didn't want to seem like a failure by living close to family again, and I didn't want to try another place new to fail. In 2003 when unemployment in Seattle was the 4th highest, it was time to go.
Don't be like me and think it will get better, if only . . .if only . . . if only. It won't. Congratulations on finding out before you burn out.
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
why don't tell us what you did? we have some good people here! they are kinda equivalent to a "board psychologist."
8/08 - Ed solo in DC, 6/09 Ed in B'more,
10/10 - Brad in B'more
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
I appreciate all the comments and will really think about some of the things said. I need to make some important decisions about the direction of my life...and very much appreciate the input.
Seems like 'Thumbing My Way' is at the top of my rotation list this week. Wonder why.....