With a lil bit o’ luck

Hello Again,
Do you believe in luck? The pot of gold at the end of the rainbow? I think good fortune is a combination of luck, timing, drive and perseverance. One without the others is like winning the lottery and let’s face it how many people win the jackpot? Right, very few. How many people wish they would win the jackpot but never by a ticket?
Did you know the luck of the Irish is actually not really luck? The Irish have been plagued with the proverbial black cloud hovering over them, but as a nation they overcame great obstacles and never gave up, they’ve made their own good fortune. The famous song When Irish Eyes Are Smiling is a testament to happiness in an Irishman’s heart.
St. Patrick loved the shamrock. The first leaf represents hope, the second is for faith, the third is for love, and the rare fourth leaf is for luck. But until today I didn’t know how rare a four-leaf clover was. Only one in ten thousand clovers will have the elusive fourth leaf. I don’t recall ever finding a four-leaf clover but did you know if you do get lucky and pick one you can take a cutting from the plant, put it in water and root it and plant your own lucky patch. How cool would that be to actually grow your very own luck? Count me in. Well, that’s if I ever happen to look down and see one which is the best sort of luck, find it when you’re not looking for it.
I’m a glass half full kind of person, well maybe two-thirds full, and I work hard at making my own luck. When I see a penny face up I pick it up, hey why tempt the fates. If at some point I see a real leprechaun I’ll follow him to the end of the rainbow for the pot of gold. But until then I’ll have my nose to the grindstone.
On this St. Patrick’s Day weekend, I wanted to offer you this Irish wish:
May the luck of the Irish Lead to happiest heights And the highway you travel Be lined with green lights.
So, grab the gusto and make your own luck in all that you do.
Until next time,
I wish you happiness.
Lucinda
Scroll to Top