Did you ever made a wish that came true shortly after? Did you ever said to yourself “Wow, I’ve been in the right place at the right moment” ? Well usually that kind of stuff we call it “What a coincidence!”. But if we think deeply over it, we’ll find out that nothing is a coincidence.
Dr Deepak Chopra said in a book called Synchro Destiny that coincidences are in fact a multitude of incidents happening at the same time, so they are co-incidents. Everything has a point. If it rains, that’s because the water has evaporated somewhere, and a certain heat turned the water into steam which condensed into clouds, from which water drops fall. So when something good or bad happens, it is meant too happen, there isn’t a thing you could do to avoid it. Here is are two verses saying the same thing:
The Cow 2: 216
But it may be that you dislike something while it is good for you, and it may be that you like something while it is bad for you. God knows, and you do not know.
If God afflicts you with harm, none can remove it except He. And if He wants good for you, none can repel His grace. He makes it reach whomever He wills of His servants. He is the Forgiver, the Merciful.
I know that as human beings, we have our weaknesses, but we have to make our best to avoid crying or revenge over a property (either a pen or a ranch) we’ve lost or to take pride over something we did which we might not have succeeded if we weren’t meant to succeed.
We live in a chess board, we are either the Pawns, the Knights or even the Kings, so we may be in checkmate anytime, we mustn’t be desperate every time something goes wrong, nothing lasts down here. Play your part and try to win it for the next life.
Nothing lasts forever, accept it. No need to cry of spilled milk.
Always hope for the best, but don’t think it is settled
He held the pen with awe and admiration. It was a legend in the brotherhood, it held memories worthy to kill for. Now that it was in his possession, he could write his own destiny. But, for the pen to be his, he needs to get rid of the legitimate owner first. A smile crept across his ugly face. In the meantime, he also needed to flee to a more secure location. He went out of the room and crossed the patio carefully not to be seen. But he didn’t know that his fate was sealed from the moment he took the step out of the room with the pen in his left hand.
It was almost dark outside. A tall silhouette was seen trying to make its way into the main hall. He needed a few more steps to get out of the hall remaining unseen. He was almost halfway to the door when he felt a pain in his chest. He screamed placing his right hand on his heart. He stopped short expecting someone to rush into the hall. But a silence of death surrounded him. Although it was just a few steps to the exit, he didn’t dare to move. He felt the change. Something was not right. He could feel the air cooling, and the sound of his breath getting louder than the night’s whispers. He looked at The Pen that was still in his left hand, and it was then he understood it all.
The magical ink was getting into him, turning his blood into ink. He tried to throw the pen, but his fist wouldn’t open. His heart started to beat faster, the sudden freezing air was burning his lungs. He ran for the door. As soon as he touched the doorknob with his right hand, the cold burning sensation made him scream even louder. He couldn’t take his hand off the door as it froze to the knob.
The power of the Pen was more than he could handle. It was using his blood to destroy him. He couldn’t feel his body anymore. The ink was poisoning his heart and brain while the cold was freezing the entire hall. He screamed for help the last time before falling into an eternal sleep, while the Pen used his last drop of blood to write his Master’s destiny
Did you ever say to yourself something along this lines: “Wow I’m glad that I’ve done this a few days ago. Now it’s ready to be shown” or “What a strange thing. it seems that all of this has been planed to get at this exact point” or even “well…. I’m at the right place at the good moment”.
I’ve always believed in Destiny; we acquire goods and live a life that has been meant for us. In fact we’re not able to achieve anything unless it was destined for us to achieve it (I know that lots of you don’t believe that, ’cause everyone is free to do whatever he/she wills). Yet I don’t pay attention to it.
Lately I’ve noticed something which made me see life with different eyes. I’ve been seeing events unfolding on purpose rather than appearing by random.
As I said earlier, I believe in Destiny but never understood how it worked. This past week I’ve noticed that some events had their own purpose in the minutes or days they came.
I’ve remembered those events and told myself “Strange ! If that hasn’t happened, I wouldn’t have had the solution now”.
I’m more than sure now, that things happen for a reason. We might not be satisfied by some events, but they have an important impact upon our lives. They are meant to be there, to happen. Or we may be happy by certain things that happened so unexpectedly, well…. there is a reason too, either for you or for someone you don’t even know. We’re all connected yet so unrelated.
Life is a mystery and a game which has many possibilities on how to see it and play it.
According to me, there is one story, we’re the actors playing our part to keep this story going. We share our scripts with the living things around us. We have an impact upon everything and everyone we encounter. We’re united under the same fate, but we’re headless enough to be indifferent.