What Is Meant Or Not Meant To Be

There is a blend of science and philosophy that move and shape the world as we know it. Certain things are easily categorized as being one or the other. Evolution, the Earth rotating around the sun, photosynthesis and Einstein’s Theory of Relativity are easily understood because science, reason, logic and rational thought can be applied to them.

But when it comes to people you cannot use the same tools to measure and determine what is meant or not meant to be. Sure there are some guidelines that can be applied to a person’s physical health and well being. You can use things like genetics, cholesterol levels, age, height and weight to offer a suggestion of how long they might live.

If you are an experienced medical professional and have a certain amount of data you might even be able to speak with more accuracy as to how long a person might live, but even that is a best guess.

That is because people fool people. Sometimes no matter what you think you know you find that you don’t. The difficulty with this truth that people like to use it to prove that their position is the most accurate.

Some of the devout like to use the scientific uncertainties to prove their belief in the roles of a higher power in the world. Undoubtedly many of them dislike the attempt of the rational side to use the religious uncertainties to prove their belief of a lack of a higher power in the world.

What it proves to me is that people like to be right and that our understanding of logic can be adjusted to support whatever position we want to stand with.

I see things a bit differently from those who insist on making camp on one side or the other. I see potential for an intersection between thought, belief and philosophy. A four way crossing that allows for entrance into both camps.

Some have accused me of straddling the fence and said that this cannot be. They can’t accept the idea that I am not fully committed to here or there. I roll my eyes at this. It reminds me of the Sneetches that Dr. Seuss wrote about.

What I know is I have experienced things that make me believe there is magic in the night and it wasn’t just because Ann’s legs were wrapped around me. Some of the most powerful moments she and I experienced had nothing to do with the physical. Without question those moments are what led us to give each ourselves to each other and engage in moments of intimacy that wreaked havoc upon the future.

Why did they wreak havoc upon the future?

The answer is simple. When you have had those experiences with someone and lose that person you find yourself searching for a way to create them again. But they cannot be created with just anyone.

Science will tell you that in a world filled with billions there has to be more than one person who you can find build that secret sanctuary with. Philosophy will tell you that it must be so as well.

But sometimes it doesn’t matter if you sever the physical relationship because the spiritual doesn’t end. For reasons that are often inexplicable it continues and the connection that was created keeps sending out constant and consistent reminders that it is there.

The image I have is of a telephone line that stretches between the two people. It is as long or as short as it needs to be to reach from one to the other. That maintains the connection. Sometimes the signal is so weak you don’t notice it but every now and then a burst comes through and you are forced to recognize that it is still there.

I can’t tell you whether this is a good or bad thing. That is subjective and something that can only be ascertained based upon the person and parties involved. What I do know is that long ago I decided to see how it all played out.

It took a while to reach this place but when I did I understood that what was happening wasn’t based upon rational thought. Logic, at least as I understood it checked out. It went for a walk or took a vacation and all I was left with was this sense of something that I couldn’t quite taste, touch or feel but couldn’t ignore either.

So I shrugged my shoulders and said “let it happen.” I didn’t know what that meant but was confident that I would find out. Time passed, things happened and then one day I was clearing out a drawer when I came across part of a Tarot card reading that Ann and I had done together for fun.

Here is a transcription of the card and the written definition we were given:

You are The Lovers

Motive, power, and action, arising from Inspiration and Impulse.

The Lovers represents intuition and inspiration. Very often a choice needs to be made.

Originally, this card was called just LOVE. And that’s actually more apt than “Lovers.” Love follows in this sequence of growth and maturity. And, coming after the Emperor, who is about control, it is a radical change in perspective. LOVE is a force that makes you choose and decide for reasons you often can’t understand; it makes you surrender control to a higher power. And that is what this card is all about. Finding something or someone who is so much a part of yourself, so perfectly attuned to you and you to them, that you cannot, dare not resist. This card indicates that the you have or will come across a person, career, challenge or thing that you will fall in love with. You will know instinctively that you must have this, even if it means diverging from your chosen path. No matter the difficulties, without it you will never be complete.

When I saw this I didn’t spend time thinking about the day we got it or what happened. I smiled because it was like a light bulb clicked on inside my head. Let it happen made more sense to me than it had and I smiled again.


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2 thoughts on “What Is Meant Or Not Meant To Be

  1. Yup..I get it. Perfect!

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