Short stories: Good karma, bad karma. Alan thinks about why it's seemingly linked into time.

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This short story is about an event that happened to Alan in his life. He was afraid that he would incur some type of karma for what he had done, or more, for what he had not done.

The way that the event ended up in the end though gave Alan a great insight into how this Law of Karma really works.

An event in Alan's life, involving karma.

Alan believed partially in karma. He was not exactly sure how it really all worked in the nitty-gritty of it all though.

Alan thought that what goes around now comes around again later. What runs you aground later, is the karmic winds pushing against your sails now moving you in that way towards your running aground, or causing it to happen, in other words.

A lesson of sorts must be learnt. Karma returns you to the lesson, until you learn the lesson of love embedded in the life experience that you were meant to have learned in the first place. What you reap, you later sow. It perhaps can work in no other way./i]

Alan had heard all of this stuff before though.

Alan intellectually accepted it, this Law of Karma, in its way, but he could not jell it against this idea of there only being just an eternal now. Karma to Alan's mind was somehow linked into time.

One Friday night, a man, who looked to be around fifty years of age, knocked on Alan’s front door. It was around six pm, at night.

Alan thought to himself, “Well, here we go again. This must be another salesman selling something or another. They always seem to call in at about this time.”

The guy, reading Alan's thoughts, then offered,

“I am not here to sell you anything, my friend. The unemployment levels in this area are very high, especially so does this affect our youth. I am a youth worker, and we have set up a project for them in this area to give them something useful to do.

The idea is that they will come around tomorrow sometime, and paint your house number for you, in reflective paint on your kerbing. That way, anyone wanting to find your house, even in the dark, will have a much easier time finding it.

Will you be home tomorrow?”

Alan replied, “Well, that is a Saturday. Who knows what the missus has got planned for us to do. I do like the idea though.”

The man answered back, “Well, that's settled then. The lads will paint your number thirty on your kerbside tomorrow. It doesn't really matter if you are home or not. Just place the twelve dollars in an envelope and place it under your doormat tomorrow. That should be alright.”

Saturday morning came around the next day, as it has a habit of doing of course after a Friday night.

Alan's wife had taken ill during the night, and she wanted Alan to take her to the local doctor to check her over. Alan, without thinking about anything else, took his wife to the doctor. No appointment was necessary, but he did have to wait around for about three hours before anyone could see his wife. After that, they called into the shopping centre for a bite to eat, and they arrived home again about two o'clock then.

The day was hotting up, and Alan opened the front door to allow the breeze to blow through his house a bit.

Alan noticed that his front doormat had been moved right out of the way. Then he remembered. He should have placed that money under the mat that morning.

Alan walked down his front path to the kerbside. A white square had been painted there, but as yet no number had been painted on top of it.

Alan thought to himself then.

“Well I guess they paint the white square first, and then they come back later after the paint has dried to paint the number on top of it in the black reflective paint the guy had told me that they would use.”

“Obviously they must have already come back a second time, and seeing no money there, they had aborted the job. They would not paint the number with the more expensive black reflective paint.”

Alan then went out into his backyard with his wife and they did some weeding there. They stayed there for the rest of the afternoon.

The next morning, when Alan and his wife were driving to the church for the morning service, Alan noticed with some surprise that the black number had now been painted on top of the white square after all.

Alan scratched his head. Maybe they must have come back in the afternoon when he and his wife were busy weeding. They had finished the job without any payment forthcoming.

Alan's wife was upset. She did not like to be put in a situation like this. The people painting the numbers had not left any contact phone number in Alan's letter box either.

Alan assured her that the guy would probably come back around to collect the money owed sometime within the following week. After all, he had remembered the guy mentioning that this was just the first section they were doing, and that they would be continuing to work in another near-by area later on.

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Karma stitches together what was seemingly apart. The story continues.

Sure enough, the man again knocked on Alan's door at the exact same time the following Friday night.

Alan had particularly stayed at home in case that he did. He didn't really want to incur any bad karma over this event, more than which he already might have done.

When the man knocked at his door, Alan told him about how he had completely forgotten to place the money under the mat that last Saturday morning. He had had to make an unexpected trip to the doctor.

The guy shrugged his shoulders, “These things happen,” was all that he said.

Alan said that he felt bad about it anyway. He gave the man fifteen dollars instead of the twelve that was the originally set price for the job.

Alan was pleased that it was all finally now resolved.

Any karma coming his way would be minimised by that extra money that he had paid to the guy in compensation for his having to come back a second time to his house in order to collect the payment.

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A happy ending to a karmic tale.

The next morning, Alan went down to the bank early.

Just outside of the bank, in the gutter near the kerb, he saw a piece of paper fluttering about, in the wind. It caught his eye. He picked it up. It was a five dollar note.

Immediately, Alan connected the dots of these two events together. He had paid the guy extra, and now it had come back to him, increased in its size.

“Maybe that's how karma works too,” he thought.


Time, you see, is an abstract of now stretched into place by life living its moments of now in a timed body clock of itself, so to speak.

Karma operates for that clock to keep it ticking in such a way that it never loses time, but is continually readjusted to perfectly live every moment that its scheduled to live, and in this way every breath in your life is counted, and so the span of your life is not really controlled so much by time, but more by your karma.

"How people treat you is their karma; how you react is yours."

The above quote is an apt one for me to finish this article about karma with. Life is about our attitude, and our attitude determines how we react.

The quote is from that well-respected author of self-help books, Wayne Dyer.


This is why a master's life span is not controlled by time either. He usually knows exactly when he will die. He dies after his work here is completed. His life is not being controlled by karma either.

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I have been interested in the spiritual fields for over thirty five years now. My writing is mostly in this area.

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author avatar Carol Roach
19th Mar 2015 (#)

I really like this story

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author avatar spirited
19th Mar 2015 (#)

thanks Carol, it's based around something that really happened to me a week or so ago.

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author avatar Utah Jay
20th Mar 2015 (#)

I have always thought of karma as a sort of luck that one earns, either bad or good...Like the five spot you found after over paying.

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author avatar spirited
20th Mar 2015 (#)

Yes, thanks Utah Jay, that's as good a way as looking at it as any I guess.

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author avatar Kingwell
20th Mar 2015 (#)

Interesting story. What goes around comes around. Blessings.

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author avatar spirited
21st Mar 2015 (#)

yes, I think that is the way it works too, thanks Kingwell

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
31st Mar 2015 (#)

Meaningful story Spirited. I believe we carry on doing our karma while others do likewise - so we are not responsible how others act/react. As we come with inner awareness we can realize our true potential doing what is right and lead a guilt-free life - siva

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author avatar spirited
31st Mar 2015 (#)

thanks siva. All things/experiences carry some light within them to help us move forwards and grow into who we can really be I think.

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