message in a bottle

Had a few reds tonight and feel like a yabber. How i wish i had logged every wish i made to jolly ol Santa or God or whatever bartering, wheeling and dealing i did on a daily basis! Ive been experiencing some childhood wishes come to fruition and although grateful for the blessing i cant say im feeling the same urgency or importance of the wishes i made back then now. I always believed that no matter what we wish or pray for, if we wish with pure intention, hard enough that it will be delivered. And i still believe this to be a truth. Would say i live by this strength in faith about what we pray for. I dont think we have any control over the timing or method of delivery but be assured it will be delivered.
I found old journals lying around in my childhood bedroom here in OZ. Almost everything i journaled nine yonker years ago has come into my reality by now. And that scares the living crap out of me! At the same time its so reassuring that during the dark times when we cant seem to understand why and how things work out the way they do that we can trust that somewhere theres a magic marker penning our deepest desires and making sure they do and can happen.
I was thinking that the tradition of writing a wish on a piece of paper and sending it off in a bottle to reach an unknown destination is really quite an effective ritual. I have never tried this to see if it works but think in theory the application of wishing/praying and then letting go can be quite effective.
Anyway today was a strange strange day and i just kept thinking how funny it is that we get so worried and stressed when things dont work out the way we want them to in the moment. That there is the possibility that timing has a lot to do with wish fulfillment and that in times of despair thats just really all thats needed to be remembered.