I can't but help use my own experience to guide me about whether or not there is free will or destiny. It's all I really have.
I don't see that I can be anyone I want to be. I'm stuck here in this body, in this time frame, by my parents, with the events in life--which at least for the most part, were not my making. When I look very closely I don't find that I make decisions or initiate actions consciously. Everything on the inside seems to "well up" from no where that I can find. It SEEMS like I have free will and choice, but I can tell you that there are many times when I feel like I'm in a movie, coasting, and the the universe is happening around me. I'm thinking it's all a done deal; no one is responsible; no one can be guilty of anything. It's all mapped out. Really. Everything. Call it anything you want to, but I sense an immense intelligence . . . beyond conception. Am I hearing the infinite, inter-related equations of variables all interacting to create what we call "now," or am I simply coming to a recognition that I'm a particle in an ocean of consciousness, learning that I am the ocean? Nothing can be any other way right here, right now.
A sense of control is necessary for every individual. Without it, you can't be an individual. That would be too bad for every body.
MIssJ, I sort of worded that wrong. When I said "put up" I simply meant to deal with the condition. And I do love her.
When she first came out of hospital August 26 2010, the docs, social workers and public health nurse said that she had two options - home care or state care. Several people I know said to put her in to care and have a life. I had about $100,000 in cash and shares and I could have walked away.
But she deserves a quality of life and I hope that I am providing both love and quality for her. Everyone says I am. But I admit, it can be trying at times. And the booklet the Carer's Association sent me at the beginning Running on Empty: Who Cares for the Caregiver has been helpful.
My GP (general practitioner) told me (several months ago when I went to see him about stress and have my bloods taken) that I will be rewarded in my next life, and then I could see he wondered if that was the appropriate thing to say, I just laughed and replied: "That's okay doc, I understand what you mean."
Ride the Wild, every day. Jump on the back of a wild horse, grab her hair, dig your heels in HARD and give her a go, see if you got what it takes to stay in the saddle. :-)
When opportunity knocks? Answer the damn door, already!
Fate by definition is not yours to control. Destiny... is not yours to assign. Both are the fabrication of the living, neither have any meaning other than what those of us this side of the veil, assign it.
I sealed my fate, future, destiny when I committed marriage with Liz. Till death. Beyond, well, you aren't committed.
But in sickness and in health, that's the one that makes it hard to keep the committment. Every day for years on end. Believe me, I see it among my friends, my relatives. It's love--it's how you exect to be treated if the tables are turned and you are the one with dementia, the leukemia, or what-have-you.
You know you are doing the right thing, Patrick, have made the correct decision. It takes courage and I hope you learned that it's a far greater courage that it requires than does climbing. In my opinion and in my experience...