is the universe helping me?

It is said that when you want to accomplish something and pursue it with your heart, the universe will help you along the way.

A while ago, I found a park in the city of Alhambra, with the fairytale name of Story Park, which seemed perfect for my story.  Too perfect.

Today I found out from the production manager that a city employee with the initials of R.B., who alone has the authority to grant filming permits, has denied our application.  His reason:  "For all the years I've been working here, I've never heard of anyone shooting in a public space."  He must not have seen a single movie since the 1940s.

Like I said, the park was too perfect - from its name to its serene beauty.  I should have known from the start.  I didn't know how we were going to find an alternate location with just one week left until production.

Over dinner, I bitched about the situation to a couple of new friends - Ike, whom I first met a month ago, and Mark, to whom the first impression I gave was the new director who could't find a park.  Incredibly, Mark and Ike's backyard is a multi-level terrace that has a passing resemblance to a park.  They invited me to check it out when dinner was over, and after a quick perusal, even though the yard was covered by a blanket of darkness and their two humongous dogs, each weighing more than I do, seemed to penetrate me with their friendly yet intimidating stare, my heart leapt for joy.  Perhaps the alternate location was looking straight at me.

I guess the universe will help you along the way, but it will first play a few tricks on you before showing you the path.