The other day Shelley@QuaintRevival replied to a post of mine and made the statement, ’I am where I’m meant to be’.
In responding, I found myself hesitating, and for a moment was not at all sure I was in fact, Where I am Meant to be.
The first most ridiculous thought was – no, not everything is perfect. Found myself laughing. What in life is ever perfect at least for more than a moment. Can perfection exist in a non-static environment? Would I even want perfection? Wouldn’t it be boring?
Then, shocked that I would even think that being where one is meant to be has anything to do with the impossible ’perfect’ anything.
I’ve never believed entirely in fate, but do have my suspicions, so if it is possible to be Meant to be Somewhere, does that mean some kind of Fate or Life Intention exists?
I guess deep down I do believe in ‘Purpose’ and ‘Meant to Be’, and when I considered for a few seconds I realized I am where I am meant to be. What is it they say about The Journey rather than The Destination?
So then I wondered, can I ever be where I am not meant to be? And I figured that could happen (although it took some thought).
See I think being where one is meant to be has nothing to do with comfort for example. Mother Theresa was probably where she was meant to be and bringing comfort and being comfortable are two different things.
And I suspect that during the 27 years Nelson Mandela was in prison he was where he was meant to be.
I wonder if so much unrest in the world today has anything to do with people not realizing they are where they are meant to be and where they are today is but a small part of journey? Does that make sense at all?
Here at Northof43 I am off to enjoy a sunny cold winter’s day!
Chris on this Tuesday December 14th ’21