For most human beings the most terrifying thing we can think of is the unknown, not knowing where we are going or what we are doing, and yet if you ask, most people will say they don’t really know. Everyone seems to have a dream of what life will bring for them, but not a clue as to how it will happen.
This admission of uncertainty aroused me to ask a spiritual teacher once what he thought of fate. He answered very clearly that life was like a river, and when we are right in predicting its events we refer to it as my will, but when we are flowing against the river with our perception and life takes us through events we refer to it as fate… It’s meant to be!
It wasn’t soon after that that I finally came to the conclusion that we tend to predict the future out of distinct fears we gather from reacting to past experiences, and that any projection of future events was coming from this small pool of remembrance, and how small the bottle was compared to the universe and its possibilities.
Science is semi-capable of predicting events in phenomena as long as the events are being observed accurately. The problem is that science lacks a correct paradigm which leads to constant discovery. I figure the same is true of fate. So, I have made a decision to merely ride the ride with my eyes wide open.
Today I can honestly admit that the road I am on is the same as it’s ever been, at least for this cycle and up until now I have had too much invested in its outcome to be objective. Today feels different! I can see… my eyes are open!
Here we go!
