Rearranging Life

Consider the possibility we come into this life with a plan for the experiences we intend to gather. What happens if we decide to change it in mid-stream?

Fate goes about its job to line up the random events to meet that original plan, and then we throw in a monkey wrench that mucks everything up. All our carefully-laid pre-life plans must be changed. Not just for us, but for everyone who was intended to contribute to that life, as well as for all those whose lives we were to impact.

Fate has to scramble to rearrange things for this "new" life plan, unless perhaps we always had a Plan B waiting in the wings. And we're left trying to hold together lives built under the old one while we try to construct the new, praying that fate can get its act together in time for us to jump right into the new path without missing a beat.

It's not enough that we screwed with the lives of those who were part of our old one. They either have to adapt or make way for whoever will be part of the new one, whatever it may bring.

There are all the new ones to think about, too. People who were contracted to participate with us in some way if that life were to ever come about, who were off merrily doing their own thing until one day they get the call, "Uh oh, change of plans. He's doing this now." Now they've got to drop everything and go in another direction, too.

It's a good thing we don't have to think about this consciously. It could drive a mind nuts. Thankfully that's one of those tasks we leave up to God, or fate, or whoever is the great cosmic comptroller pulling all the strings.

Of course, the idea that we are indeed going in a new direction may be an illusion. It could have been planned all along, but someone forgot to tell us about it.

I don't know why I got off on this tangent today, but you can see how this thing called "awakening" might affect a life plan. Assuming there is one. And anything else to awaken to.

It's all too taxing for me this time of morning. I'm outta here.

Happy trails.