as a (50%) irish girl, i revel in the romanticism that accompanies st. patty’s day. each year, my parents host an authentic corned beef and cabbage (and soda bread and potatoes and roasted vegetables...) irish feast on the 17th of march. much of my extended family attends, and we celebrate our irish heritage with food (and drink).
yet, despite my irish roots, i don’t believe in luck in the mythical, haphazard, out-of-the-blue sense. in my version, real luck occurs when the right circumstances come along and you capitalize on them. but, had you not been thinking about, working on and wishing for a “lucky break”, then you wouldn’t necessarily have recognized it as “luck” when it does come along. i also like this version of luck because it gives you some control. i.e. if you’re diligently working towards an important goal, you’re much more likely to catch a lucky break…
yet, despite my somewhat business-minded view of luck, i do (kind of) believe in lucky charms. (i know, i’m a rubix cube of contradictions.) i have a beautiful vintage wishbone pin from my grandmother that i love and consider it a bit of a “lucky” charm. i’m not sure if it has magical powers or just sentimental value, but i love to wear it on special occasions.
well, before i confuse you (and myself) any further. here are some other notable thoughts on luck:
“i'm a great believer in luck, and i find the harder i work, the more i have of it.” –thomas jefferson
“luck is believing you’re lucky.” – tennessee williams
“luck has a peculiar habit of favoring those who don’t depend on it.” – unknown
“success is simply a matter of luck. ask any failure.” – earl wilson
“the day you decide to do it is your lucky day.” – japanese proverb
“what we call luck is the inner man externalized. we make things happen to us." – robertson davies