Your Luck Will Find You

Speaking of luck...

I’m lucky enough to have an online friend (Scilla from Switzerland) who sends great music my way. This rural corner of the world has many virtues, but since we’ve lived here I’ve found it hard to come across new music I love. Chalk it up to age, poor radio stations, being too busy to browse record stores all afternoon, or not hanging out with other music-loving people.

This, among many reasons, is why we all need young, music-loving friends who live in other cities, in far-off places that play music that we wouldn’t ordinarily hear.

Today, Scilla (thank you! thank you!) sent me this video. If you need me, I’ll be here, playing this song over and over and over, dancing in my chair, thinking about how luck—and friendship—finds you when you least expect it.

If you like, there’s an English cover version here:

Your luck will find you
Wherever you may choose to roam.
Suddenly it smells like home.
Your luck will find you.

One day you’ll know who you are.
One day you’ll know where you belong.

52 Weeks ~ My Lucky Something (11/52)

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I don’t believe in luck.

Except when I do.

Most days, I believe you make your own luck. You get up early. You sit down with the checklist. You do the work.

You reap what you sow.

You get what you deserve.


You read the newspapers and learn that a bomb hit a house in Afghanistan. A truck rolled over after skidding on black ice on a Midwestern highway. Your neighbor’s cleaning lady won the lottery.

You made it to the other side of this bright, shiny day, with all your loved ones still breathing, with your roof intact, with money in your bank account, and food in your belly. You held a warm hand in yours, heard your daughter laugh until she almost couldn’t breathe, saw two wood ducks in your apple tree.

You woke up this morning and put your feet on the cold floor, stood, and started another day.

What did I do to deserve that?

I hedge my bets. Pick up that found penny. Make a wish on a falling star. Say “Rabbit, Rabbit” on the first day of the month.

Let this be a lucky one.