Everything Happens For A Reason

Believing that everything happens for a reason isn’t a coping method, or simply reassurance in a bad situation, or not wanting to accept the reality, it is more about finding the hope in an otherwise hopeless situation.

Some people might think bad things just happen, or they are just simply accidents- there’s no reason.

Maybe they’re right, but I don’t necessarily believe that’s true…

Thoughts from wise souls:

“I believe “everything happens for a reason” because I think that everybody shapes their own individual path by the choices they make every day. At times, it may seem that certain events was destined to be in your life but really I think it was all the choices you made before that put you into that moment. Everything that happens to a person affects them whether it’s big or small and shapes their entire life. I don’t really think that there is a destiny or fate, but I do believe all the choices you had made before has a reason or purpose in shaping your individual path through life.”

-wise soul #1

“I believe that everything happens for a reason so it depends as you see the situation. Life is full of positive things but many people always see in them as bad. Everything comes at the right time and you should enjoy it. Every day is a challenge to overcome and I think that you should see the good side things like gifts, lessons, or opportunities to have a better life. Sometimes things happen to you that may seem horrible, painful, and unfair at first, but in reflection you find that without overcoming those obstacles you would have never realized your potential, strength, willpower, or heart. Nothing happens by good luck. If someone hurts you, betrays you, or breaks your heart, forgive them, for they have helped you learn about trust and the importance of being cautious to when you open your heart. Finally, if you love someone tell them, you never know what tomorrow may have in store.”

-wise soul #2

“Yes, I do believe that everything happen for a reason. Actually, what will be happened in future, it’s depends on our present activities. If we plant good seeds in soil and take good care of it, we can expect a good tree with fruits and flowers. Like this, if we do something good in present, we can get good result in future. If we started to believe on our fate, there is nothing left to do with life. We make our own fortune. We have to work hard to become successful and make everything good in our lives.”

-wise soul #3

“Yes, I do, everything happens in life, it happens for a reason, but sometimes you don’t know the reason. I don’t really live that in my life but I believe. I think, because it’s true, they live a lot of examples like that. Yes, I agree with the authors when they say that there can be danger in believing everything happens for a reason. Yes, I agree with the authors when they say that it is “karma” that punishes the bad and reward the good. I don’t know why, but I believe that everything you see that happens, it always happens for a reason.”

-wise soul #4

“You might not know it now and it might not seem like it for a long time- but you’ll know when you know. Maybe your life isn’t what affects it, maybe the horrible thing that happened changed someone’s life that you didn’t even know. Maybe hearing a story or seeing a picture sent someone off the path they were on and onto a new and path of salvation. Life can be tough, and it can throw so many curve balls. But yes, I believe that everything happens for a reason.”

-wise soul #5

THE RED STRING

THE LEGEND OF THE RED STRING OF JAPAN

Article by: LUCIA ORTIZ MONASTERIO

According to this myth, everyone’s pinky finger is tied to an invisible red string that will lead him or her to another person with whom they will make history.

For the Japanese, who know so much and intuit more, human relations are predestined by a red string that the gods tie to the pinky fingers of those who find each other in life. Legend has it that the two people connected by this thread will have an important story, regardless of the time, place or circumstances. The red string might get tangled, contracted or stretched, as surely often happens, but it can never break.

This legend, so much more aesthetic than that of the twin souls, occurs when it is discovered that the ulnar artery connects the heart with the pinky finger (which is the same reason why in many cultures promises are made by two people crossing their pinkies). The thin vein running from heart to hand extends through the invisible world, to end its course in someone else’s heart. But unlike other amorous superstitions, the Japanese one isn’t limited to couples, or a single person who one is destined to find. It speaks of a type of arterial ramification that emerges from a finger toward all those with whom we will make history and all those whom we will help in one way or another. For the ontological imagination, the myth of the red string is a way to understand our itinerary of encounters as a predetermined plot where couples’ relationships, the intimate brushes against someone, and all the little stories we crisscross with others are neither random triumphs nor accidents, but part of a scarlet tapestry whose threads were given to us when we were born but which we knit ourselves.

One Japanese legend tells of an old man who lives in the moon and comes out every night to search among kin spirits to reunite them on Earth, who have something to learn from each other, and when he finds them he ties a red thread to them so they find their paths. Thus, our red strings end in someone else. Accepting this, or at least considering it, is a secret consolation: it is as if our steps — stubborn as they may sometimes seem — knew the route and geography of our multiple amorous destinations, and therefore there were no “slips” or poor decisions.

There are two memorable moments in cinema that pay tribute to the subtle and mysterious aesthetic of this conductive read string: the first is the film Dolls by Takeshi Kitano, and the second Sayonara, by Joshua Logan. In both we find out at the end that the couples were united by the red string of destiny, and that everything that occurred before was nothing more than a plot through the route of string that would end up reuniting them. “Journeys end in lovers meeting,” William Shakespeare said.

All cultures have pondered what it is that governs the individual path of each person, and among them many have conceived an astronomical thread that predicts their paths. Think of the Moirai of the Greeks, who hold a thread of gold for each person on earth and cut it suddenly when his or her death is due, or in the thread, also red by the way, of the Cabala which connects the believers to the holy land of Jerusalem. It’s logical to think that if life is conceived as a great text (from the Latin textus: knitting, connection), the strings are the main material of men to rasterize their daily lives. To “lose the thread” is now a universal expression to refer to practical or even existential deviation.

Thus, the legend of the red thread tells us that within the labyrinth of encounters and shared stories there is a predesigned and perfect path, a scarlet string which, like that of Ariadne, connects us with our irrevocable destination placed at the edge of another string that will also lead to us.

Character

“Ernest Becker wrote that our fundamental character structure is a vital construct, a necessary fiction, a “story we tell ourselves about ourselves”. Essentially: mental health and personal meaning emerges from an autobiographical narrative that serves us and suffuses our lives with signification. A personal crisis is when the story you tell yourself about yourself is no longer serving you. We are storytelling animals and our very thoughts are structured by our self-narratives. Thus, mental health breakthroughs lie in understanding the importance of finessing our personal agency in crafting a story about ourselves that serves us, a personal mythology that allows us to show up in the world in service and grace. So go out there and craft your myth.”

-Jason Silva

If Only…

If Only…
Memories keep replaying in my mind.
I miss the moments, the love we could’ve shared.
I wish we could have had a little more time,
Because then you would have seen how much I cared.

No one can see that I’m slowly falling.
It gets lonely out here so please don’t go.
I smile at you like I wasn’t just bawling,
It’s hopeless this happy front is just for show.

I’d have all I need if only you chose me.
I want you, but I can’t wait forever.
I’m not going to beg down on my knees.
You will forget me but I will never.

So sure you felt the same, but I’m not sad.
How can you miss something that you never had?

My Little List

When my life was falling apart and all I could think about was how lonely I was and how everyone around me seemed so happy and in love, a dear friend of mine told me to every night before I fall asleep, take a second to write down a quality that I would want in a future partner, that way once I built this list I could start to look for these qualities in people I meet. He said that this list would help me to know when the person is right and worth my time.

I recommend doing this if you are feeling lonely, or you just feel stuck in terms of your love life. It is something simple, yet very reassuring. It’s a small act that gave me hope, and something I wanted to share with all of you. 😊

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