Friday, December 24, 2010

Black, white or gray?

Every once in a while, we’re bound to hear people quoting fate for just about anything. Wealth status, relationship, bad luck, good luck, promotions, etc. Just as there are people who fall back on fate, there are equally people who don’t believe in it.

I’ll be honest; I’m the latter.

 

I’ll also admit that it would be quite nice, at times and only at times, to consider fate as a concrete phenomenon that we can rely on. Good things are always nice to be attributed to fate… I mean, who doesn’t like the warm fuzzy feeling after something nice happens and knowing that it was meant to happen. Of course, it is downright demotivating to experience something bad knowing that even that was meant to happen. Don’t you just love how life balances out everything =Þ

Fate is a spoilsport… really. I don’t believe in it for many reasons and the simplest of it was just that. As much as some people bask in the feeling of having had experienced something nice ‘because it was meant to be’, I prefer to feel that it was my own effort that led to that. Don’t you think you would find that more fulfilling?

Where fate really bites is on accountability and character. I strongly believe that I decide or carve my own journey in life. Everything that happens, good or bad, are directly (or indirectly) a result of my own actions. I’m not talking about cases where a random freak accident occurred to someone; that is a coincidence and the random nature of life (again, not fate). I’m talking about success and failures in your life, achievements and mistakes… all to be attributed to you. One could call it being the master of ones own fate, or being fate itself.

Fate, in its simplicity, is nothing more than a point of blame for all things good and bad. Where’s the accountability in that? It is so much easier to point to an external source than to one’s self, and this implies that the ability to point to self is a more constructive avenue for self-growth. No? If I were to make a mistake, I admit it was my mistake. Equivalently, if I did good, it was all me.Full accountability with no bias towards either direction of good or bad.

Everything I have seen, experienced and remember are not fated, imho. My parents made specific decisions based on their experiences, and so did their parents. All of that led to me being here at this moment, having made all the choices I’ve made throughout my life. I’ve made mistakes, I’ve attained achievements, I’ve dreamed, I’ve executed, I’ve fallen, I’ve risen… each and every kind of experience at least once. I can see how things could have been, and by that I understand the mistakes I’ve made. I can see what I am now, and understand how I got here. I can envision what I want to be, and by that I understand what choices I need to make. It may seem confusing, but to me it seems simple. Simple from the perspective that nothing is ambiguous.

If I decide my own fate, I also know that nothing truly comes for free. I also know that it means time is a precious commodity that is wasted if we wait for the hands of fate to drive everything. Appreciate the moment, for it is fleeting. Do what you believe, believe in what you do.

PS: Not bad… a random thought that led to a full write-up. I should listen to my head more, haha.

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