The Eighth Law of Karma: The Law of Giving and Hospitality

 
 

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Karmic Law #8: The Law of Giving and Hospitality

Give without expecting to get anything in return. The universe must be allowed to fulfill your desires in the way it sees fit.  Just be patient; things will work out for the best.

I always have a great summer at the local swimming pool playing Auntie #1. I purchased our yearly swimming pass this year with the hopes that we would all once again have a great summer at the pool. We would be swimming, diving, splashing, and of course, eating all summer long, often seven days a week. We spent many afternoons just enjoying ourselves in the cool, chlorinated waters; my sidekicks managed to learn a couple of swim strokes, to swim without noodles in the deep end, and to jump rather cleverly from the low diving board. We all had a generally great time as even the pool time wound down for the summer. We certainly used our pool pass to the max and all of my nieces and nephews have been really happy. Their smiles were well worth the price of the ticket.

We, however, did have an issue with the splashers. Why any teenager needs to be splashing in the shallow section of the pool is beyond me. There were so many little kids swimming and enjoying themselves until the splashers arrived. The pool is fairly large and there is really no need for anyone except the little ones and their moms, aunties (including me), and grandmothers to be in the shallow section. But sure as clockwork, the splashers descended on the shallow end every day around 3 PM. No matter how often the moms, aunties, and grandmothers asked the splashers to leave, they still returned. We all decided that it was time to go forward with our complaints to the pool managers. The co-managers spoke to the guilty parties and things settled down for a week or two. Soon the splashers were back and the moms, aunties (including me), and grandmothers went to the next level, the recreation board, with their complaints. The splashers were given one final warning and things were again fine for a week or two. 

The final straw for the moms, aunties, and grandmothers occurred on a steamy hot afternoon when the splashers were playing a game of extreme tag and nearly trampled two four-year-olds. The three lead splashers were kicked out for a week and the pool was a safer place without them. The behavior of the splashers even became an issue for the town council, as more and more people were complaining about the behavior of the splashers at the pool. Fortunately, the splashers have for the most part left the pool but are now terrorizing the little kids as they ride their scooters in the park adjacent to the pool. 

All the moms, aunties, and grandmothers learned a valuable lesson about speaking up and shared it with their children: speak up when things are not as they should be or someone could possibly hurt you or cause you serious bodily harm.  Tell a responsible adult or the person in charge. If you do not tell anyone about a problem, they will never know about it. Being proactive means being your own advocate and telling someone about your problem so that they can help you fix it.