In 2021, I watched one or two videos about what would happen next with the measures, artificial intelligence and the world. At one point, a speaker casually said that we should strengthen ourselves now because the new era could mean that some things would be lost. That made sense to me.

So I spent some time in the evenings learning English vocabulary because I thought that English would be important in the future.

Suddenly I had a bad feeling. What if I lost my self-employment and had to work as a salaried paralegal again? I immediately instructed myself to put this negative thought to one side, because I loved my self-employment more than anything.

But this strange thought came back to me a week later. And then again three days later. Now I had to take a closer look at it, because if the universe reminds me so often, there must be something to this thought.

I thought about what would be needed for an employment relationship. A certificate!

“Phew, that's where the problems start!” I said to myself.

So I rummaged through my important “emergency folder”, but there was no certificate. Now I started to get anxious. I had never cared whether I had a certificate or not. I just kept on learning and building up something that was useful and gave me pleasure. My customers never asked me for a certificate either.

'What now? What if I did need it at some point?” my inner voice asked me.

I hastily rummaged through my subconscious for dates when I finished school. Luckily, I had a career history on my personal website that helped me with the dates. But the company that had retrained us as the first retraining class after reunification no longer existed - after all, that was around 30 years ago. Somewhere on a website it said that we should contact another vocational school. Unfortunately, no one there could help me either. A few days passed before I had collected all the negative rejections for my paralegal certificate. However, one email contained an important note that I should try the relevant bar association, maybe they still had something.

“Yes, of course! I could have thought of that myself!” I said happily.

So I immediately contacted the relevant bar association in mid-June 2021.

A nice lady from there called me back a little later and said that I was in luck, because for some reason she still kept the ancient documents from back then. “However, I have to find them for you this week because I'm retiring next week.”

It gave me goosebumps because I suddenly realized why the universe was so persistent in asking me to do something. If I had asked a few days later, I would probably never have been able to prove that I had ever learned the profession of paralegal. I sincerely hope that the woman can enjoy a magical retirement. Thank you so much for this - your magical help. LOVE

When the duplicate arrived, I filed it away in my emergency folder with a smile and a 'thank you' in the hope that it would stay there forever without ever being needed.

Sincerely, Konstanze, Prora in November 2024

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