Call it fate.
Call it determinism.
Call it adrsta, destiny, predestination, or whatever you would like.
I believe that certain things are meant to be, certain situations are already planned out. There are no accidents, no mistakes. Everything happens for a reason. I'm not necessarily saying we can't change our future, but I still wonder if that plan we implement to "change" upcoming events was always meant to be anyway. So by "changing" our future, we are actually just doing what we were meant to do all along.
This is a theory I've developed slowly over the years. Authors toy with it in books, and movie writers also explore this topic. At first the thought is scary and frustrating, especially when thinking about it in terms of death. We don't know exactly when our time will be up, when that last grain of sand will fall through the hourglass, when one final breath will pass through still lips, but we each have a set time on this earth and I believe some higher power (fate, God, the universe, whatever) has already determined when that time will come to a close.
So what's the point if we don't control our own lives, if everything really is already planned? Is it all just a big waste of time? No, no it's not a waste at all. It's an opportunity to live a better, more fulfilling life.
I find this theory comforting and uplifting. A great man named Leo Buscaglia once said, "Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy." If future events are going to happen regardless of how much we worry about them and try to prevent them, then there is no reason to worry, no reason to stress.
I didn't fully construct and understand this concept until earlier this year - my first quarter of college. College is stressful. Living with three other girls in a tiny dorm room is beyond stressful. As our first finals week came around, it was interesting to watch how each person handled the stress. I'll just say that most did poorly. And what did all that stressing and worrying accomplish? Well, we all passed around a nasty cold, probably due to our lowered immune systems caused by the stressing, and afterwards we all agreed that we could've performed better on at least one or two of our finals.
Worrying accomplishes nothing; stress only weakens one's mental and physical health; but most importantly, worry and stress does not change anything. Stuff happens, as a similar saying goes. We make mistakes, others' suffering seems to be our fault, and we regret decisions after it's too late. That stuff will happen, though, in some form or another to accomplish the same ends. It's already planned. I tell myself this and live as close to a worry-free life as possible.
"The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for
the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but to
live in the present moment wisely and earnestly." -- Siddhartha