How the Universe directed me to my true path?
I lived my first forty years seemingly unaware, completely oblivious to the signs of the Universe. My daily life was mostly shaped by my emotions and the events happening in the outside world.
The first breakthrough happened as a result of an unexpected accident when I injured my ankle and was unable to move for a longer period. During the six weeks of bed rest and staring at the ceiling, I had the opportunity to look at my own life, perhaps for the first time. I came face to face with long-suppressed dissatisfaction, unhappiness, and fear of change. However, after the confrontation, I didn't make any progress. Despite years of therapy and self-discovery work, after the recovery, everything continued as if nothing had happened.
Because it's one thing to see things and a completely different thing to change them.
Changing requires inner strength, despite having certainty if I am not ready to take the next step.
In the following two years, more accidents dotted my life: a concussion, followed by another ankle injury, with another six weeks of recovery time. In the latter case, there was a slight change because just a fraction of a second before the fall, I had a feeling that I was on the wrong path and that I should make a change. At that moment, I had already decided to leave my dysfunctional marriage and that I wanted to live the rest of my life consciously, in a more meaningful way. But the changes started slowly. Despite having my own event planning company with many orders and exciting, grand tasks, my life was empty and purposeless.
I was just floating on the surface of life, without the courage to dive deeper.
In the meantime, the signs kept pouring in. Almost before every major event, I physically collapsed and suffered from stomach issues. Medical examinations didn't show anything, and I tried to ease the mental pressure through meditation and writing therapy. However, my body continued to send signals because sometimes, when we are not on the right path, it manifests in physical symptoms.
A major breakthrough came during a vacation overseas. Breaking free from everyday comfort, the freedom of solitude, and culture shock brought forth a long-cherished plan: moving to London. Almost everything spoke against moving abroad—the comfortable life, successful work, my family, friends, leaving my country and mother tongue. What remained was a mixture of excitement and fear, and an inexplicable inner calling. But at the moment when I decided to dismantle my current life and jump into the unknown, the confirming signs started coming almost instantly. Within a week, I had an English SIM card and within a month, I found a roommate and an apartment in Southwest London, all of this with three more months left until the planned move. The whole process was easy, and although fear sometimes crept in, I felt alive and full of purpose.
Life in London wasn't without its challenges, but it set me on the path I am still on today. Since then, signs from the Universe come to me in various forms, but now I don't necessarily wait for them to escalate into physical symptoms. I have become more sensitive and open, and I recognise smaller signs more quickly and I'm able to react in time. As a result, my trust has strengthened, and I believe that everything happens for me and not against me.
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