Destiny.
Some call it “fate”, others label it as “purpose” and fewer describe it as “providence”. There are a myriad of words and phrases one could use to describe this phenomenon, but to me it is the belief that a higher power (or force…whatever) has pre-decided your eventuality, and no matter which road you take, you will be lead directly where you are “meant to be.”
How true or viable is this theory – who knows? And who is to say that this thing called “destiny” really exists? Maybe the reality of it all is that we just live, and the things that happen to us just do because we were “there” at that particular moment, or because we took that route or answered that call.
And maybe we die when we just stop breathing. No destiny, no fate, no pre-determined eventuality…
We just are and it just is…
But who wants to live in a world where there is no hope, little faith and a rejection of purpose?
I don’t. I find solace in believing that things happen for a reason, even if the reason is not always in my favor. I like thinking that there is order in anarchy, there is motive in action and intent in thought. Even though I do not have control, the strings are being manipulated by an intangible force, controlling my thoughts and actions, so that to ensure that I lead the life I was destined to. And sometimes I will suffer, and in other times I will succeed, but this is my path, my story, my destiny, and I am slowly learning to embrace the beauty of everything (and everyone) that comes my way.
I had a thought. A terrible thought. It frightened me.
What if your destiny was (or is) to meet somebody? Perhaps they end up being your life partner, or maybe they are just meant to teach you an important lesson. What if their destiny does not unfold as it should and sends your fate off course?
Does that mean you miss out?
Or does it mean it was not ever your true destiny to begin with and you must persevere with your own fate?
“Your life is defined by all opportunities, even the ones your miss.”
I read that quite recently and truly believe it.
Missed opportunities determine your fate as much as the ones you embrace.
The job you did not take paved the way for the one did. You would not have met the people you are working with if you took the other job, and you would have met different people if you were granted the position. Perhaps they would have affected your life and you would be in a different position, or maybe, just maybe, they are not part of your destiny, and you were never meant to know them or meet them.
…And if you were, you will.
Sweet serendipity.
Your fate was etched by the missed opportunity.
Would you call that luck (or lack thereof)...?
Oh Boy! Don't even get me started...
