TRUSTING THE UNIVERSE – AND THE KINDNESS OF STRANGERS
lacing your trust in the universe is an interesting concept – especially when someone has just thrown the mother of all hand grenades into your lap. By trusting the universe, you need to believe there’s an intangible force, far bigger than you, that somehow has your back. Naturally, it’s a belief that’s easier to run with if you’ve been lucky in life, which to some extent I have. Born
LAST MONTH, THIS WRITER TOLD OF HER PLANS TO MOVE HER HORSES FROM CYPRUS TO IRELAND. LITTLE DID SHE KNOW THAT THE TIME AFFORDED TO HER TO DO SO WOULD BE CUT DRASTICALLY SHORT. SO COULD SHE FIND A NEW HOME FOR THEM?
into a good family, in one of the world’s richest economies, and educated to a level that allowed me to grab opportunities as they presented themselves, I have survived war zones, food poisoning and London traffic. Even so, when someone effectively takes the legs from under you, it’s a big ask to accept the assault as a necessary evil leading to better things. But this is what I have had to do.
As readers may recall, I recently decided to move to Ireland so that my three horses – Lucky, Mina and
Sundance – might experience a better quality of life than their current home affords them in the Mediterranean island of Cyprus.
While the move always promised to be a logistical nightmare, especially when adding five dogs and three cats to the mix, it was not an impossible dream. It was merely a dream that needed careful planning and cash. Out of the two requirements, cash threatened to be the biggest challenge. But isn’t it always.
So, the plan was this: my home in Cyprus would go on the market, it would hopefully sell quickly and, as the deal weaved its way through the complexities and vagaries of the Cypriot bureaucratic system, I would see my money four to five months later.
During this time, I would search for a home in Ireland, a small place with room enough for four horses – because I have baby Bon Amour waiting in the UK – four acres and a garden for the dogs to play in.
We would then move to Ireland together, some time in the spring.