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Good Thing I’m Not Afraid of Rabbits

So the Universal things just keep occurring, but then I also have poop sandwich weeks, just in case you think I am always happiness and rainbows, because that would be so obnoxious, wouldn’t it?

Rainbow on a Cloudy Day
Courtesy- Anastasia Shuraeva (Pexels)

Someone who is having happiness 24/7 while the rest of the world is imploding? Even if I had that, I wouldn’t tell you because that would seem insensitive. But I had a poopy week last week, and I felt compelled to share that with you. Nothing major, but just enough to just make it one giant turd in the sesspool of this year.

The good news is that I could find something positive in every day, it didn’t push me over the edge, and I was able to power through. Old Kari would have been devastated to my core, embarrassingly enough. New Kari was happy to begin another week with no evident mental wounds from the previous week, in stark contrast to my prior self.

So November 1st began with a bang, as I awoke at 2:30 a.m. with a migraine (you thought I was going somewhere else with that, didn’t you?).  If you recall, it was also Daylight Savings Time. Long story short, the end of the month means I’m out of my “rescue” medication (sumatriptan injectable), which refills on the first of every month.

The good news- my migraine intensity has decreased dramatically since summer.

The bad news is that my migraine frequency has remained the same, or possibly increased. We’re not reading too much into that right now. My doctor is handling it, and I am gladly giving it to him. I am not in charge of that problem, despite the fact that I used to believe I was. I used to lie awake for hours worrying about it, and then I’d think, hmm, I am not getting paid six figures to figure this out, HE is. And then I would get another migraine because I had been up for hours worrying about it.

But on November 1st, I woke up in the middle of the night and took the last of my rescue medication, drifted back to sleep, and woke up at 7 a.m., which was actually 6 a.m., (fu**ing 2020 won’t ever end), and expressed my frustration to my husband.

The former me would have been a sobbing, heaving heap of WHY MEEE’s ruining my entire Sunday. But I’m not doing self-pity any longer, and it’s pretty liberating (more about that in my upcoming universe-ism lesson #2).

Greyscale Photography of Woman Wearing Long-sleeved Top
Courtesy/ Pexels

I’ve been doing some spiritual homework lately, and I’ve realized that fear is my biggest obstacle in life. I actually just made this discovery on my own last week.

For as long as I can remember, fear has been my motivator. Fear has been my plus one, my shotgun, my maid of honor, and my BFF since childhood. It has been a part of every single decision I have ever made as far as I can remember. It has complete power over my life, my every thought, my every moment, and it is extremely toxic.

I need to ditch that “friend”.

However, that “friend” doesn’t seem to get the hint.

Since discovering this about myself, I’ve been quietly withdrawing, trying to be polite, but now I need to be harsh, and you know how I despise confrontation. Or perhaps you don’t know. The point is that it’s not easy to break up with someone you’ve known for a long time. It can be frightening and unpredictable, and it is so much easier to be afraid than it is to have faith.

Close-up of Rabbit on Field
Courtesy/ Pixabay

So I was on Twitter on November 1st and I saw in my feed a tweet, from a woman who is a recovered opioid addict, mind you, that if you say the words rabbit, rabbit, rabbit on the first of the month, it brings good luck into your month.

While I am not an opioid addict, as a migraine sufferer, I can identify with people who have experienced or are presently experiencing chronic pain and have had to utilize medication of some kind to dull that pain, whether emotional or physical.

Back to the chant. While I am not very superstitious, I am willing to try anything to make this year better. So I shouted it out loud to no one…




Assorted Books on Shelf

Soon after, I remembered an article I had read the day before (also on Twitter) about new literary agents to seek if you had recently finished writing a book.

Long story short, if you need someone to promote your book, you want a literary agent. It is much easier to publish your book this route. Furthermore, publishing houses will never look at your book without them. But I am not discouraged because I want this for myself; I am putting it out there that my book will be published by next year.

So then I browsed the article and saw a picture of a bubbly blonde literary agent who is interested in non-fiction books, and I liked her right away, but what really struck me was that she has pet rabbits.

THREE of them.




I am not making this up.

I know you’re tired of my Universe book making an appearance. It’s like my blog co-writer at this point. But the book opened to this page on the morning of November 1st.

This rabbit realization prompted me to contact her IMMEDIATELY, but first I needed to write a query letter. I hadn’t written one yet, and I wasn’t motivated because my friend was still editing my book. So this kicked my butt in high gear and inspired me to write a query letter.

On a day when I was suffering from a migraine.

It took me an hour and a half to complete.

I was so excited! THIS IS A SIGN FROM THE UNIVERSE! I was sure of it!

When I went to email it to her though, I saw this note when I clicked on the submission form:

Sorry, I am no longer accepting queries until December 2020.

My past self would have been furious. I might have cried right there in front of the computer. I probably would have said a few choice words. I definitely would have pounded my fists. I know I would have said something like, “ARE YOU KIDDING ME? THIS WEEK IS GONNA BE EVEN WORSE!”

I might have even given up right there on the spot and said, “Why does this always happen to me??”

This time, however, I laughed.



“It’s just not meant to be”, I muttered to myself.

I’m in love with this new version of myself.

I am still quite afraid, and I know will take a long time for me to learn to have more faith. To have less fear of everything. But I had to share this with you all because you’ve been a significant part of this journey and I thought you would get a kick out of this.

This seemed more like a blog post than some stuff I have been sharing, and given the tension of this week, it seemed like something fun to share.

But guess what? I have a query letter!


With everything going on in our country right now, I thought maybe someone could use these words. I know they have helped me. My book opened to this page on November 2nd. I feel like the Universe needed me to read it or share it. Either way, I am sharing it today.

25 thoughts on “Good Thing I’m Not Afraid of Rabbits”

  1. Oh I always say “rabbit, rabbit, rabbit” on the first day of the month. I’ve no idea if it helps me have a better month, but it does remind me that it’s the first day of the month and I need to clean the coffeemaker. Because that’s what I do on the first day of the month, I clean the coffeemaker. My habits are idiosyncratic, my goals are small

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  2. That is SO funny that this woman has pet rabbits. What the what? i have a hilarious story about a lady who was going to embroider a dress I was making for Mini for Irish dancing. She had pet rabbits. Like A BUNCH OF THEM. And they ran free in her home. Outside of the zoo, I have never smelled anything so awful. How could she live like that? I didn’t know and I brought my kids there with me and they were little. They couldn’t stop holding their noses and saying: “Eww, what’s that smell?” Super embarrassing.

    I say having the query letter done is a feat all on its own. December is NOT that far off (that is a thought that makes me sad, I prefer our current 60 degree temps).

    That universe book is kicking ass in the ‘let me help you figure things out’ department. Pretty awesome.

    I got all mixed up with the time change and for a bit I was thinking we were losing an hour. I was super happy to have that extra hour. By noon I had done so much, I felt super accomplished.

    Hope your migraines become less common. Sounds awful.

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    1. Omg how awful! That means they pooped EVERYWHERE. Gah.

      Yes! It’s only a few weeks away and what I didn’t mention in the post is that on Election Day, I found another literary agent and I DID send her my query letter! So I sent my first one! My first of many, I’m sure but it was exciting nonetheless.

      I am also loving this weather too. I don’t want it to end. 🍁🌈

      That book has been such a God-send.

      We don’t need an extra hour of this year, that’s for sure. 😂

      Thank you, friend.


  3. I heard about rabbit rabbit rabbit from Sarah Jessica Parker of all people.

    December 2020 isn’t that far away. And you have query letter. I’m glad new Kari can hit a bump and laugh.

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  4. Yay for you for rolling with the punches and getting your letter out of the way… plus I read up above that you already sent it off to another agent and that is fantastic!

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    1. YES! I was looking for the link to the article and found another agent who looked like a great fit so I sent her an email! So I hope I get to hear back from her because she sounded like she and I would really get along. I want to not only find someone who can help me make my book a reality but also someone who “gets” it as well. ❤️


  5. I always thought it was Rabbit, Rabbit. It’s three rabbits? Tres? A trio? A Menae a trois?
    I’ve been doing it all wrong.
    I’m loving all your universal signs and the fact that YOU ARE paying attention to them. I’m also loving this new Kari because I think she is loving herself much more.
    December 2020 is NOT that far away; 27 days my friend.

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    1. Tres Rabbit! But I had never heard of it until a few days ago!
      Try it and see what kind of luck you have this month!

      Yes, friend! I can’t wait to see all of the new adventures and opportunities that come along from these discoveries.

      27 days! ❤️


  6. I’d never heard of Rabbit Rabbit Rabbit until last year, I think. But here’s the deal, ever since I heard about it, I’ve never once remembered it early enough to have those be the first words out of my mouth on the first day of the month. Oh well, there’s always next month.

    I love that you are doing all this work, seeing the rewards and sharing them. It’s very motivating.

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    1. That is exactly what I fear will happen, especially with my menopause brain! I’ll surely remember it…on the 2nd of each month. 😂

      Thank you. It has been a fun journey and I hope it keeps me motivated as well!


  7. How have I lived this long without ever hearing about this rabbit thing that apparently (by the looks of your comments) so many people know about?

    Perhaps because I, too, have been too busy with our mutual friend Fear. She’s kind of a bitch, isn’t she? I know that sometimes she’s kept me from doing really stupid things, but she’s also sometimes pushed me into doing really stupid things. I think the problem is that she’s kind of like those mean junior high girls–the ones who seem like they know so much more than you and who intimidate you. She makes you uncomfortable, which you don’t like, so you don’t spend too much time looking closely at her or at why you feel the way you do around her. But then there she is, standing next to you in the bathroom while you’re washing your hands, putting on some Lipsmacker gloss and tossing an off-hand comment about something that you can’t stop obsessing about for the rest of the day. And then you don’t do some thing you would’ve otherwise done–tried out for the play, said “hi” to that person you’d like to know better, spoken up in class. It’s way past time for us to look Fear in the face, consider what she says but not give it too much weight. Spend more time hanging out with some other girls–Faith, Joy, and Hope, for starters. 🙂

    (I’m glad you’re feeling so much better. I am, too, in spite of some hard things lately.)

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    1. That’s what I said!

      Such a bitch. It’s going to take me a while to get over this friendship. It’s a a hard one to get over. But at least I can realize how toxic it is and that is a good first step.

      I’m glad you’re feeling better too. 😘


  8. It’s three rabbits? I had always heard “rabbit, rabbit” on the first of every month! Dang, those little fluff balls know how to multiply! Regardless, rabbits are cute. If not smelly. We had a pet bunny at one point.

    I hear you about the fear. That’s the root of anxiety. I’m always working on that (and myself), too. So yes, celebrate every little step and victory that you can. Being human is always a work in progress, isn’t it?


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  9. I have never heard of rabbit, rabbit, rabbit before. But I love that the universal pay off was so quick for you! Me and rabbits have a weird relationship. I don’t know if it’s because of Roger Rabbit, or Bugs Bunny, my childhood best friend’s rabbit, or my college roommate’s rabbit who ate through my yoga mat (also, now I’m not sure if my childhood friend really did have a rabbit). If I had to define my relationship with rabbits, I’d say it was complicated. Does the good luck only work if you say it on the first of the month?

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    1. Yes, according to the myth or legend or whatever it’s called, you have to say it on the first day of the month. The cool thing is that this comment is written on Friday the 13th. 13 is also good luck for us because Anna was born on a 13th day.

      You’ve experienced a lot of rabbits in your lifetime. I have not. Maybe that is good luck?


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