I spoke once before about the four-leaf clover and my childhood memories of it. Supposedly, one of these brought good luck. Our children's eyes would scan the meadows with strained eyes and our little hands would grab at possible shamrock candidates because they might look like they actually had four leaves instead of just three. Which, in retrospect, is a realisation: the desired did not come by chance, but by conscious searching, by focus, perseverance and tenacity. Actually, one would have to say: the four-leaf clover did not bring luck, but it was luck to find one. In other words: only those who sought found. Or: only those who knock open a door and those who dare to ask are received. Whether you can force luck, I don't know. But I believe that you can chase after blessings, seek them, set out to find them - until they come.
I wish you an extraordinary day!
