Destiny and bad luck

Do you believe in Destiny? Do you think we are aimed to meet a perfect soulmate to live happily ever after? Or that our complete lives were written by a supreme power before our birth? 

And what about bad luck? Do you think bad luck surround us depending if its a Friday 13^th, or if we passed under a ladder, or if we just saw a poor innocent black cat down the street? For some people these are just absurd superstitions, for others, the call of death.

Regardless do you believe or not in any of these things, I just find interesting hearing the answer of these questions. We can determine if someone has their heads in the clouds or if it has the feet two meters underground. I’m not judging though, everyone is free to believe in anything they want, specially if it gives them some sort of hope.

But lately these days, I’ve been doubting my own beliefs, not being able to give answer to my own concerns, and a new question has emerged in my mind.

Why do we give credits of good things to destiny? And why do we blame the bad luck of every unfortunate event in our lives?

Isn’t it curious? When a couple gets married, they say it was because they were destined to each other, but when it comes to a divorce, nobody thinks that was part of the destiny, it was just bad luck they didn’t chose the right person. Why can’t we say that it was the same destiny that joined them together was the same that torn them apart? Poor luck, it is always her fault.

This brought me up another question: why do we always blame anyone and anything else the consequences of our own acts? When it is stops being our responsibility and starts being a thing of the destiny that cannot be changed? At what point is that we run out of good luck and everything starts falling apart? I guess no one could ever be able to answer this. Even the luckiest man has lived a bad situation, and also the unlucky has seen a little bit of joy, even it is momentaneous.

Of course, as a person that has a lot to think and to question herself, I admit that I like to believe in destiny, but not as a prophecy written millennial ago that has to be accomplish to the very detail. I believe in destiny as a hope, a hope that gives me the chance to fulfill my desires. I like to think our destiny is like a sketch, half outlined over here and there, and that it’s our duty to ended it; to erase what we don’t like, to modify some lines and shapes, to give shadows and luminance, to leave it in black and white or to fill it with colors. It is up to us if we achieve that destiny or to throw it away.

Something that I always keep in mind is that we are just small particles in an infinite universe, and it is impossible to control every detail in our life, either if it’s caused by different external factors, luck, destiny, God, or whatever you want to call it, I just guess there are things that cannot be avoided, they just happen. One thing I can be sure of is there is only the inevitable.