Que Sera Sera… Sometimes

Since my teaching year has started back, I’ve found myself in a bit of a dry spell, so I headed over to The Daily Post. For those of you who have never ventured over there, The Daily Post provides a wealth of ideas and advice for bloggers. Looking for some inspiration for a new post, I found this provocative prompt: Do you believe in fate or do you believe you can control your own destiny?

Doris Day, Que Sera SeraI was immediately drawn to this prompt, simply titled Que Sera Sera because it reminded me of one of my all-time favorite movie icons, Doris Day. So I wandered on over with my mouse and clicked to find a prompt about fate. Did Fate make me do it? Nah. I just like Doris Day. What do I really think about fate? Do I have a destiny written in the stars, or am I master of my own fate? As a self-professed control-freak, I must come down on the side of master of my own destiny.

My Choices

Our own choices create situations that can look like the workings of a mysterious fate. An example that almost made me believe in the hand of fate was how I found my cat Isabel. About three years ago, our dear cat Shalimar (pictured at the top of the page) passed away. I had a very special bond with Shalimar, or as she preferred to be called Her Royal Highness Princess Shalimar, and losing her had made the world a colder, darker place.  A few months after her passing, I was taking my pup Sophie out for “ridies” because she loves going for a ride in the car more than anything else in the world. We turned in a nearby subdivision where we generally do, and a little black and white kitten was sitting at the entrance, as if waiting for a ride.

Isabel, black and white catWe were due for a very cold night, and I’m constitutionally unable to leave a homeless animal, so I stopped, and she came to me, and I added her to my car-trip entourage. (Sophie loves cats.) Of course, as soon as I got home, I dropped off Sophie and went back trying to find the kitten’s home. No one confessed to recognizing her, and now she’s my Isabel. Did Fate send me there at that time? No. As an animal lover, I took Sophie for frequent rides. Did Fate point Isabel out to me? I don’t think so; again, as an animal lover, I’m always on the lookout for an animal in need. My personality and choices led me to find Isabel, who is very like her predecessor, by the way. If I didn’t love animals, I wouldn’t have found Izzy. Is that fate? It may seem like it, but I think my open heart for animals is why I found Isabel. I had the power to decide that that little kitten probably lived there in one of those houses, but that’s not who I am. I decided to follow my heart.

 

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One thought on “Que Sera Sera… Sometimes

  1. It’s an interesting take on prompt.

    Shalimar looks like an Indian name. I have seen a film named Shalimar, a Bollywood film. It was about a jewel thief stealing a precious jewel.

    I feel it’s important to see that destiny and choice are intertwined very subtly. Nobody can really claim to understand completely workings of their own mind and there lies the secret of destiny, fate and Karma.

    Everything is connected to everything else and everything is cause of everything else.

    Sincerely,
    Anand 🙂

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