I like to think that the Universe knows what’s next. Not only does she (yes, the Universe that I speak to is a woman) know what’s next, but she also doesn’t share her plans. As someone who loathes surprises, even I know that everything isn’t within my control.
While I’m at peace with knowing that I’m not in control, a tiny part of me can’t stop wondering “what if?”. If the Universe provided us with a sneak peek of her plans, what would be the end result?
Would we still fulfill her plans?
Would the plans fall apart?
I had to learn the hard way that a lot of my best memories came when I didn’t have control. For example, it took me almost 10 years to get my bachelor’s degree. That wasn’t part of my plan. However, as I mentioned earlier, I don’t have control over everything. None of us do.
Which brings me to this question:
Are all the Universe’s plans supposed to be fulfilled?
Yes, I got my bachelor’s degree, but the journey to getting it took almost 10 years. That journey was full of valuable life lessons that I wouldn’t change for the world. Perhaps this was the Universe’s plan for me. What if she wanted me to get the degree all along, but follow a different path to get it?
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The next time you find yourself questioning why things aren’t going the way you planned, remember might not be the only one fighting for the steering wheel.