What if?
That is a question someone asks all the time. Does it matter if I don't love somebody, or somebody does not love me? Does it matter if things do not go the way I planned them? Does it matter if things don't turn out the way I expected, or wanted, or even needed them to be?
It does.
And it does not.
The Way is long and winding and filled with mysteries. Chances are the power I have over it is much less than I believe, but it is entirely possible that I am wrong. Maybe I have absolute power, just not my conscious mind.
When I am sad, time seems to stand still or drag by. The reverse is true when I am happy. Time is seldom relevant when it comes to endings, because endings are hard to pinpoint. Everything begins somewhere and it seems necessary that this must follow an ending, but maybe those are just times when the scene is being set, the Way cleared, or the ego is set aside to rest and grow.
"Wait and see." Words that I hated as a child. Words that still frustrate me, but the only true path.
I can facilitate what I want to happen and hopefully, if it is good and solid and pure, it will happen, But there are no promises.
What will be will be.
Every language has its own way of saying that because it is a universal concept.
Whether I like it or not.
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