Meant to Be … ?
Jan 31, 2010 Completely Hypothetical and Generally Specific, Out of Wicked's Mouth, Relationships, Thoughts and Perceptions, Wicked Wisdoms, love
I was in a conversation with one of my girlfriends the other night about Meant to Be.
Does it exist?
Are we all pawns in fate’s chess game?
Any one of you who knows me already know what I think. I am a firm believer in karma and fate and all things happen for a reason. That if you are thrown under a bus (figuratively of course … this isn’t some Final Destination deal people) in life … you were thrown there because it is supposed to teach you something.
Which is why I tend to take the realist approach when it comes to life and relationships. When I say relationships, that means every single kind of relationship. Not just romantic ones. In my opinion, we are all in each others lives to serve a purpose. It may be a forever purpose or it may only be a 5 week long purpose. No matter the length of time, there is a lesson in the relationship that was formed.
For example, if D and I were to part ways at some point in the future … for whatever reason, as heartbreaking as it would be for me to let him go … I would remind myself all of the lessons that we taught each other in the time that we shared together. Strength, persistence, dedication, patience … true unconditional love … all of them.
Our time together, be it 10 years or forever was meant to be that way.
It is hard trying to help someone see this who has blinders on. Blinders make normally grown, mature folks do stupid shit. It is what it is, but if we all could just remove them and really look at the situation at hand … we would realize exactly what steps to take to make the right decisions. Not necessarily meaning that if we took them off that we would know the duration of time that relationship was going to be for … because really knowing that is like simply leaving all of the presents under the Christmas tree unwrapped every year.
I am more or less saying that if we all just wrapped our head around the fact that it may or may not end tomorrow … and embraced that relationships for exactly what they are in that moment … we might hurt less and love more. Because in all honesty, if I was unsure that I would wake up tomorrow and not have any of my most important relationships anymore … I would be more apt to embrace them that much harder.
It hurts to watch someone I love misunderstand things. What hurts even more is when I try and offer my wisdom and it goes in one ear and out the other. I should know better though, right? I am the first person to admit that in any given situation, if I am going to learn anything from it … I absolutely have to learn the hard way. It is like written in blood somewhere. I never listen.
So why in the hell would I expect anyone else to listen to me? *grin*
If you are over thinking, over analyzing, reading into every single little “sign” about a current relationship with another person …. no matter what kind of relationship it is … knock it off. Wouldn’t you feel like an asshole if you spent all of the time you could have been spending immersed with them … worried about making sure it didn’t end?
I know I would.
Just some Wicked food for thought. Happy Monday!
Any thoughts on the subject? Any personal experiences?
Do you believe in “Meant to Be?”
Oh … and …
Would you rather be mechanically induced to scream at the top of your lungs for an hour, OR
have your eyes glued shut for a day?
Tags: fate, kismet, love, meant to be, Relationships
Dont I Know You From Somewhere?
Jan 29, 2009 Friendship, Plunges, Relationships, Thoughts and Perceptions, Wicked Wisdoms
I avoid reunions. We discussed this in a previous blog about running into folks from high school. I prefer to keep my associates limited to people who I love and trust. Mainly because I have let myself trust and love the wrong people in my life, and have ended up getting fucked over in the end.
But that is an entirely different story all together.
Anysnobbyfuckingbitch, being that I try so hard to avoid running into people I know, I am constantly doing a double take and asking myself “Do I know that person from somewhere?” Usually, I am dilusional and the person I am gawking at like a creepy creeperson just carry similar mannerisms and features to the person whom I am thinking of.
Sometimes though, I cannot put my finger on the name of the person who I am thinking I am staring at. This happens more than the other, and I always end up asking myself whether or not I should ask that one question: “Do I know you from somewhere?” It would suck to actually find out that I do, but then not know their name or the specifics of the time where we were connected. Especially if the person knows.
Yesterday I walked into the pharmacy and there was a girl there around my age. She was staring at me similarly to the way I stare at people when I think I might know them. It looked as if she too was contemplating approaching me to ask that one question. So I looked at her and smiled… but went about my drug-pick up business.
She did not approach, but as I was leaving I really wondered whether or not I should have taken the plunge and asked that one question. I decided not to, and I am not sure why. I know it wasnt fear or uncomfort socially… you and I both know I do not struggle with either issue… I think that it is because fate has a funny way of working. Who am I to decide who and when someone elses soul touches mine… and of course why.
Do you find yourself recognizing people on the street? Are you an approacher?
When was the last time you have asked ‘that question’? Were you wrong?
Have you ever been approached by a stranger, claiming they knew you? Were they crazy, or right?
Do you think that fate plays a part in soul reconnection with past relationships, friendships, enemies or acquaintances?
Tags: avoidence, connection, do i know you from somewhere?, fate, Friendship, stalker
Moral Blindness vs. Moral Clarity
Sep 11, 2008 Sound Off/Debate
There you are, in the midst of the bustle of your business district. Same ol’ route, different day. The same uptight business woman is standing next to you in the same coffee shop where you order the same triple iced grande vanilla latte from one of the same 2 baristas just like every day. As you push through the finger smudged glass doors of the coffee shop, you glance down to see a crisp $100 bill gleaming up at you.
Do you drop your latte, in a fit of pure joy and pick that cell phone bill payment up? (obviously repurchasing the latte you spilled all over the pavement first)
Do you look around for the person who may have just realized they dropped the moo-lah; screaming “Who lost their money?” as you wave the crispy paper in the air for all to see?
Or, do you slyly reach down and snatch it quicker faster than a speeding bullet?
A package arrives on your doorstep. It has your name on it, so opening it would not be a federal crime. You were expecting something that you ordered, but not all of the things that were inside. Each little treasure something amazing within itself. Each trinket perfect in it’s own unique way. The devil on your shoulder is taunting you; whispering every single reason why you should keep them in your ear… while the angel on the other side reminds you why you should not.
Do you keep them?
Do you send them back to the store?
Do you attempt to contact the sender first?
Is it considered stealing if the sender made a mistake?
Finishing your workout, you notice a brand new mp3 player peeking out at you from under the treadmill next to the one you were using. It is so much prettier than yours. Flipping through, the song list is endless.
Do you turn it in or do you keep it?
Before you answer, really think about each scenario.
What are the similarities and differences?
What makes one more acceptable than the other?
Every day we are faced with moral tests. We are constantly in battle with what is socially acceptable and what is not. As kids, we are taught the difference between right and wrong, and then released into the wild with the basic life lessons… and expected to just figure it out.
I have been tested recently with similar scenarios. Did I make the right decision?
Wouldnt you like to know. *wink*
Lets just say that I made the right decision for me.
I think that each person faced with the same scenario has a slightly different set of moral goggles. Some are more clear than others. Some, blind their ability to make the right decisions. Then again, who is to decide ultimately on what the right decision really is? You? Me? God?
The world may never know the answer to that question.
All I know is that my moral goggles have different levels of blindness and clarity, depending on the desperation in my life in the moment that I have to put them on.
Tags: clarity, decisions, desperation, fate, karma, mine, morals, questions
