Growing up, my maternal grandparents were enormously superstitious people. My grandmother refused to live anywhere decorated in green and my grandfather was positively addicted to reading his horoscope. But there were a huge number of superstitions I was to learn only on moving to England in my late teens – lucky charms, black cats, walking under ladders and Friday the 13th.
One year, I decided I was going to put the whole Friday the 13th thing behind me. I decided it was going to be not just a good day, but a truly excellent one. I cannot remember what happened, just that it was thoroughly enjoyable. Was I fortunate nothing untoward happened? Perhaps. But nothing untoward happened most days, so why would Friday the 13th be any different?
Despite the success of my experiment, the power of mindset and the importance of harnessing it slipped away from my grasp and wasn’t something I understood till decades later. But I’ve never feared a Friday the 13th since, indeed I often smile at the thought that it’ll be a good day.
There’s a Friday the 13th this week – so, aside from looking forward to it, I went for a look see at what else of note happened in history …
On September 13th in 1916, the English author Roald Dahl was born. I didn’t read his work until my late 30s when a colleague – struck dumb by my admission – rushed out to the local bookstore and returned with a copy of Matilda for me. With hindsight, I suspect his primary concern was my young daughter would be deprived the joy of reading Roald Dahl. His action turned that situation round, for we then purchased and read many more together.
So join me in celebrating the birth of Roald Dahl this Friday, rather than worry what Friday the 13th might bring.
How do you feel about superstitions? Do you disregard them, have a technique to handle them, or can they be a blight on your day?
© Debra Carey, 2019