Destiny, our doing or the hand of mystery?

I’ve been thinking on the word destiny in the past few days. In fact, contemplating on the concept of destiny itself. In the conventional wisdom, destiny is that which will be. That which lay ahead of our path already as a result of our previous choices or by preordained force – this bit meaning that we have little or no part in it except for puppetry. How you chose to define destiny, methinks, is utterly up to you. But I know, for my own good of course, a few conceptions and misconceptions about destiny that may break or make me, or at least the next fellow.

That destiny means that I have to add only a little bit of spice and salt here and there and things will work out fortune for me. That I don’t have to sweat my palm or break my back in toil to control my own destiny. That there is little and individual can do to influence what most spiritualists define as Maktub – ‘it is written’ (therefore it’ll be).

I believe otherwise. My conception of destiny tutors me each that it is the choices we make in the day that define our future. Our tomorrow, our very destiny. It’s the individual human being that alters the course of their life by every bit of action at each moment when they live out their thoughts. At this juncture, I must make mention that: select your thoughts carefully, for such is the seed of your life. The DNA of your future – is’t to be one of success of failure!

Of course, the Almighty has the might to influence our energies to make certain choices as much as provide us with the strength to make real our choices and endure them either in celebration or in pain. But the ultimate lies with you, with me, with us. The real deal, the doing is all up to the individual. Up to each and every one of us. I don’t think it’s negligent to state that many people day each day short lived not because it was written in their destiny that their lives be cut short. Many marriages today tumble not because God is part of the ignorance of the little bits of daily failings that went unattended. States war with each other not because God has a mission to accomplish on society as more powerful than the next. Many lead stressful and unhappy lives not because their destiny is laid with misery.

No. destiny is in the minds of each and every one of us. In our minds and hearts. We invent destiny by making the right and wrong choices each and every day. Fortunate are those who listen to their hearts and make the correct choices. Fortunate enough are those who realize they made the wrong turn and turnaround their choice at that very instant to correct it and choose and even happier destiny.

We fall each day when we lead our lives under the misconception that it is destined to be and we have not much to do with it. For me, I choose to arrive at my destiny confident that it was, in the most part, my own making and all the other mystic forces played cameo roles and God provided the strength and insight to getting it right.

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The test

There're times during our journeys that we just feel the juice to on has run out. That the chutzpah to continue blazing a meaningful trail has dried out with the suns each day past. That our minds can't stretch any farther than we've already exploited them. That our tired bodies can't shed an ounce more of strength to sustain our cause. That our courage has withered with the few storms that cornerd us at our most vulnerable.

It is during this times that we're in fact called to the test. We're called to break or make and during this very time, the siff starts to run its cause too. The wheat slowly separates from the charf. It is that point were those labeled genious hold their own, and those labeled anything else not resonating triumph being to wallow at the brim of a bottomless pit.

The testing moments such as these call for something that we can't see or touch. It calls for us to be faithful. Faith. To find and draw that innate voice that whispers, 'go on, it will be done'. That voice that says it was made yours the moment you had the dream to achieve, the moment you begun, the moment you shed the first sweat in your palm.

Almost like one can say it's the tipping point. The juncture where we get what we wanted and needed or we 'go home'. A road without tests is one that doesn't mould a person to greatness. Like the blacksmith would burn, burn again, then hammer, burn, hammer a metal until it takes a shape that is more beautiful and becomes a masterpiece.

Allow yourself to feel the faith so that you can give your dream and opportunity to turn this one corner, just as you will need to allow it to turn the next harder one. In this way, you get closer to your dream. By doing that alone, you'll feel triumphant - like I do right now - and imagine the feeling once the dream has been achieved. DESTINY!

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Beat the path of your heart

As I was completing chapter one of my epic, the protagonist was respected with much adoration and in fact, applauded with tears, when he insisted that nothing is going to stand in his way to 'beating his path'. His heart, like yours and mine, cried endlessly as it longed to be fulfilled by being freed to pursue what it desired. For when we acknowledge and grant our heart's their deepest desires, we grant ourselves freedom and peace. We become happier human beings.

But it's not easy listening to the soft whisper of our hearts amidst the clutter and noise in our heads. Heaped with worry that trickles to our hearts, we fail to develop a sense of hearing the song in our heart - a calling that says, 'beat this path', 'this is your purpose give it your all', 'follow your heart'.

The protagonist in my first chapter, like very few amongst us, was courageous enough to proclaim his hearts desire and back it up with action. He wanted so badly to feel the joy of his heart that his heart told him, 'I've been looking forward to this moment'. In him, ironically, the search was on by his own natural joy to find him. but he was hardened by life's daily sorrows to be able to take a moment and listen, and in fact, answer the call.


He is now a happier man, with even bigger challenges ahead of him, but he is no longer afraid for his heart is leading him, he is following. His mind is learning not to be hasty and faithless, and with that, he journeys forth and runs towards his fears to beat the path of his heart. To walk the isolated path of his heart, but with joy draping his life.

We should - instead of going with the flow that, in fact, is the flow dictated by others in our lives and even worse still, not known to us - follow our hearts and we will surely find the path, lean as it always is, fulfilling.

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