I am a big believer in fate and fortuitous moments. The thought of serendipity, fortunate accidents, being a guiding force in my life gives cause for excitement to see what the day will bring. Last week the stars lined up in perfect symmetry to make one of those moments happen, although the initial picture seemed grim.
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All of the strategic planning I had done the week prior was time that could have been better spent. The fickle Gods of Fate, the ones who should have been expelled from Celestial School, stuck their finger into my life and muddied the waters of my mirage in mere seconds. The murky vision left behind no longer resembled any of the best laid plans I had made.
As with all things, I adapted and forged ahead. The moment that had been so anticipated was now just a vague memory of an eager smile. The dirt began to settle at the bottom of my pond, but the reflection had been altered.
The serendipitous moment came out of nowhere. The pieces of the puzzle I had begun creating the week before began to magically fall into their originally intended spaces and my smile was even wider. This felt like a sign that those stars were meant to align to make that day happen.
These are the rare moments that I can truly treasure. Those unanticipated moments that something steps in to change the course of our trajectory and helps us to follow the path that we wished to follow in the first place, but were thrown off course. Thank you, serendipity. Come and find me anytime.