Standing at the gate
She hears a familiar whisper
And turns her ear from Fate
No longer her confidant,
Her mate,
Instead she steps through
To a new domain,
Finding the joy fate promised her,
But never could sustain
©Ashley Castle Barnes
Fate is a curious topic.
On one hand, I like to believe I’m in control and nothing is predestined.
And on the other hand, when I’m honest, I see repeating patterns that certainly suggest that some things are simply meant to be.
Or are they?
My gut feeling is a resounding NO.
I’ve most definitely lamented the feelings that seem like “fate” but are becoming more and more obvious to be subconscious choices. Or at least allowances.
Like the belief that things always must be difficult in order to deserve success, joy, or peace. And so they are.
Always difficult.
Because I’m allowing that belief to masquerade as fate.
So I’m choosing to break up with that idea, and any others that suggest my life is “fated” to go a certain way.
It’s a bit scary – and also really effing empowering.
I mean it’s one thing to see the pattern. It’s a whole other thing to refute it and refuse it.
And it feels GOOD.
What beliefs are you breaking up with today?