Things fall into place

Today's blog post title was derived from Achinua Achebe's novel "Things Fall Apart," which was among the recommended book titles in one of my English classes in undergrad. I never read the book--in fact, I chose to read "Sophie's World" by Jostein Gaarder. I should probably include Achebe's book in my reading list. I'm still currently treading through Harari's "Sapiens" and I'm going very slowly because there are many items in the book that are a bit too provocative for me--especially the faith department. It's interesting to have a different perspective about social constructs...that things such as religion, the United Nations, or limited liability companies were created by humans to create harmony. Being the wannabe religious person that I am, it's like walking barefoot on very hot coals. When you value something and it's being lambasted, it's almost painful to bear. For instance, if you were a professional Curling player and someone, let's say from Asia, told you that it's not a sport OR it's a silly game you would either right-uppercut (or left) that person's face or express your disdain.

Anyway, on to my main subject...

In spite of the confusions we are exposed to daily, much like disorderly puzzle pieces--there is always a good ending. As each piece is laid purposefully, things become clearer. Yes, I'm sure you will agree that it would have been better if we didn't have to go through complex emotional and logic-bending moments in our lives in order to get to a Eureka conclusion once the puzzle is revealed. But it's always going to be some form of training. Each puzzle, one after the other.

Things fall into place.

A very light example: I went to a bookstore last Tuesday and there were items on clearance splayed on a table at the entrance. I saw a pack of three black notebooks being sold for a third of its original price. The notebooks matched my planner perfectly. I immediately realized that I needed it in my life. I bought the pack with very little guilt, examined a notebook and thought it was perfect. Had I seen it at a different time, I would have paid full price...or maybe I never would have seen it at all.

Everything is about timing. I'm ambivalent towards coincidences with a greater leaning against it at present, because I fervently hope that most of the time things aren't just due to happenstance.