There are those who say that things happen for a reason, that things fall into place the way they’re supposed to in order to fulfill a greater plan. Then there are those who say that life is purely random, that things occur haphazardly and there is no plan at all. Those in the former camp believe in destiny and fate. Those in the latter camp believe in luck and coincidences.
Those in the former camp say that all of our hardships will one day make sense, that we need to go through them to ultimately arrive at a better place. Then they launch into an explanation of how they would never have gotten to such-and-such a place if they hadn’t gone through certain (often difficult) circumstances that led them to take the action they took. Those in the latter camp say that it only seems that way because “hindsight is 20/20,” and of course if we look back on things we can always see a path that wasn’t really there but seems to be there now because we’re looking through the maze backward.
|Connecting the dots . . .|
I believe that at a certain point, if we’re lucky, we make the connection, and this connection usually comes with age, if it comes at all. Only age can give us the experience of walking down that same road over and over, which eventually endows us with the power of prediction if we’re paying attention. Only age can give us that “aha moment” when we realize that the horrible thing that happened was, indeed, a blessing in disguise. And only age can give us the ability to be grateful for our tragedies, to be patient in our losses because they, too, shall pass and in their wake something new will be born.
Every human being is born with the ability to make the connection, to see the hidden golden web that connects everything to everything else, but not every human being will understand that ability or hone that skill. Many will complain bitterly at their fate, and many will wipe their brow at their narrow escape. Only a few will make the bigger connection and see the web and its interrelatedness.
It begins when you realize that there are no coincidences in life. It begins when you realize that two events that were so dramatically different from one another, that had absolutely nothing whatsoever to do with one another, were in fact two sides of the same coin and complementary in every way. The timeline means nothing to the Great Alchemist. Man’s measurement of events and their duration and intervals is unique to man, who has the need to be quantitative. Those who make the connection begin to see that time is an illusion, and events on the timeline occur instantaneously and simultaneously.
The older we get the more we make the connection that there is absolutely no way whatsoever we could have gotten from point A to point B without the path having already been laid out. The web works perfectly.