These past few months of living on my own have taught me so much about myself and life – more than I ever thought possible. One of the things I have come to realize with startling clarity is that what is meant to be, will be. The importance of waiting. That everything will fall into place in due time.
This truth has played out in my life in countless ways in the events of this past year. Each instance more awe-inspiring than the last. And of course what they say about hindsight being 20/20 is dead right. Things I didn’t understand at the time make so much sense now. The times things didn’t work out the way I wanted them to and also the times things went perfectly right.
I think too many times we’re in a hurry and force things to happen the way we want it and when we want it. I now know, beyond all doubt, that this is a mistake. If something is meant to be, it will be. And it will be what it will be in its own time. Making things happen on our terms only creates more problems.
Now I’m not by any means suggesting that we should just sit back and let life happen to us. Far from it! I believe in doing, not just dreaming. That life is what we make of it. But when we have to force our life to go in a certain direction, then the time is not yet right. What we want – or rather what we need – is on the other side of a closed door. We have to get up and open the door, but if we find ourselves trying to kick it in, then maybe we aren’t meant to be opening that particular door at this particular moment in our lives. The trick is learning how to tell if the door is truly locked or if it’s just stuck. And that knowledge only comes with experience.