Karma ⇔

Karma derives from ancient Indian philosophy, and is defined as “the universal causal law by which good or bad actions determine the future modes of an individual’s existence.” I often wonder about karma, and how it functions in my life. When too many bad things happen sequentially, I start to wonder.. am I bad person? I am often unusually lucky also, and people have noticed and commented on my so called ‘luck’ before. But does this make mean a ‘good’ person? Or do things just happen?

According to the rules of karma and the laws of attraction, what you put out is what you get back. This makes a lot of rational sense, as if you are smiley and happy one day then it’s likely people will be nice back to you. Whereas if you burden people with your woes, then you may end up without many friends. I wonder how far this actually goes though, for example, if I focus all my energy on acquiring a beautiful new surfboard, will it eventually come to me? I am not sure about the specifics, but I do know that my state of mind often has a big impact on the things that happen to me.

Although traditionally, karma is tied to the Indian belief in rebirth (if you achieve enough good karma you might finally reach moksha and no longer have to be reborn), it has recently become a general principle believed by many in society and a motivation for living a moral life. Two days ago I had a very lucky encounter with a very happy- seeming man, which inspired my thoughts around the subject karma.

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I got in a street taxi (you really need good karma for those) and then walked a short distance through Miraflores, Lima, to meet a friend at a language school, and after leaving the office. All went well, and off I went soon afterwards to buy a SIM card for my phone. Whilst buying the SIM card from an extremely friendly shop owner, I was hunting around in my backpack and realised my wallet wasn’t there. The shop owner definitely has some good karma going on, as at least 90% of the people walking by stopped to say hello or hug her which was a kind of popularity I really had never witnessed before. I kept up the friendly conversation as I didn’t want to seem rude by freaking out in front of her, but afterwards I ran back to my friends office in a tis to see if I could find the wallet. I had actually had my phone stolen (bad karma?) just a week before, so I was thinking “how can this have happened again..”, and only imagining the worst. It wasn’t in the office, so I reluctantly moved on and walked towards a park, having a gut feeling that I shouldn’t go home yet. I hung around in a book shop, trying to accept the idea that my wallet was gone. I also had a gut feeling to install my other email address on my old phone (the somewhat broken replacement). I did this in the book shop, and as it loaded noticed an incredible email in my inbox which I really didn’t expect:

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Someone had found my wallet on the street, found my email address (I still don’t know how as I couldn’t see anything in my wallet indicating it) and spent the time to email me a friendly, long message reminding me of exacting what is in my wallet and where I can go to get all of it back. He even put the cash amount, just to remind me he was nothing close to a robber. Quite the opposite, I think I (or my wallet to be exact) had stumbled upon one of the friendliest people in Lima. It should be worth noting that Lima is a developing country, and when it comes to lost items, well the police themselves kindly said it all to me earlier that day: “there’s no chance you’re getting THAT back!”

I went to the address, which coincidentally (synchronistically?) turned out to be the same place as the office I had been in earlier, even though my wallet had been found two streets away from there. Me and the receptionist, to whom I showed the email (and she kept saying “tienes una suerte muy especial’ – ‘you have a very special kind of luck!’) watched in slight disbelief as this smiling man came down the elevator and handed me my wallet, with several hugs and absolutely everything in it.

He had even taken the time to read my blog, and congratulated me on it. After a week spent doubting my karma after the stolen phone situation, my faith in humanity (and my karma) has been totally restored.

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