Everything happens for a reason, as the saying goes.
All through our lives, we experience ups and downs, and twists and turns, that catch us off-guard and send us down unexpected paths.
How we react to these stimuli, is what generally determines our experience.
It is, to be fair, a challenge.
To keep our minds open and our spirits willing, to face the uncertain maelstrom of change, as it rips us from comfort and cozy, propelling us to new worlds, leaving us dripping in our undone sweaters on the welcome mat of the next moment.
And when we swivel our heads side to side, we see what we didn’t necessarily expect to, what we perhaps didn’t want to, and try as we might, we shake it off, and console ourselves with that most vague of comforting sayings:
“Everything happens for a reason”.
That has to be the stupidest, most chock full of horseshit statements EVER in the history of horseshit statements.
Very much akin to “finding something in the last place you look”.
Of course everything happens for a reason. It’s cause and effect. Shit wouldn’t happen if shit didn’t cause it to happen. Most likely, the root cause of said shit is closely related to the irregular lump of putty staring back at you in the mirror.
Listen – something you did, you said, you thought, you felt, led you to this, whatever your “this” is.
If you don’t like where you ended up – go somewhere else.
Not crazy about your outlook – then look in.
Uncertainty creeping into your thought process- think differently!
Most importantly – feel ok about not feeling ok.
I am talking to and about myself, of course.
All of you (those following in real time, and those reading from the future) are just the lucky, lucky people that happen to be riding shotgun on this oh-de-lally little side trip of mine.
Listen – I haven’t had much to say lately, mostly because there was nothing I felt needed saying. Sometimes less is more, sometimes little is less.
Life goes on. Shit happens. Wherever you go, there you are.
Our collective experience is littered with jaunty Hallmark sayings perfectly designed to dull the ache of the long stretch of time we affectionately refer to as seconds, minutes, hours…..
Perhaps I just needed to wait for the snow to melt, for the sun to shine a little warmer and higher in the sky, and for the air to drift sweetly by, carrying the first whispers of a new spring.
Maybe I just needed to feel like I had something worth saying.
Quite possibly, I just needed a reason.
After all, everything starts to happen, when you have a reason.