I often tell people I believe in karma - what goes around, comes around - that there are some natural rules of justice that dictate those who have wronged us will find some just reward for their efforts. That punishment will be meted out in equal proportion to the crime - perhaps not immediately but in the fullness of time. Not surprisingly, this is a topic that comes up in Victoria where we are used to seeing flashes of bad judgement and ethical faux pas in the political domain that naturally lead one to say there must be a consequence to this - but it doesn't always work out that way.
Of course suggesting this means that in the context of my own life I have to face the uncomfortable thought that my current state is some divine comeuppance - my penance for some list of misdemeanours that came before. When you grow up in the Catholic faith, as I did, you become accustomed to tallying up your sins - it comes with the territory - as you never know when you might be thrust into the confessional to recite them from memory. So I can look at my current state and elements of my life that came before it as universal payback for the list of wrongs I keep handy or turn it round and say all of this is a cleverly disguised gift - allowing me to feel the weight of the love of people close to me and many who are not so close in the known time I have left. On any given day I find myself pondering what the karma police are saying. The jury is still out.