I’m a firm believer in timing. The concept of being at the right place at the right time. Moreover, how a coincidence is more than just luck, it’s the force of two elements coinciding to form purpose. I believe that everything happens for a reason, and everything has its purpose. A purpose which is driven by timing, acting as its own energy to materialize in its role to piece the parts of our lives together.
There are over 7 billion people in the world, and yet we only experience a fragment of those people in our lifetime. Beyond the friendships that we harbor, and the acquaintances we keep, it’s those who enter our lives unannounced which shape our current existence.
It’s human conditioning which regulates our comfort zones, allowing familiarity to guide our tendencies. We allow ourselves to nestle into a place where we’re admired and have a sense of belonging, dodging discord for fear of loneliness. We line our lives with an invisible barrier which shields the unknown as our minds delegate who we choose to connect with.
Though timing acts against this manmade social construct. It works freely to interrupt the status quo and remind us how greatly life’s purpose lies in the uncertainty we can’t control. While we grasp onto the notion of the inevitable and we’re taught to maintain the company we desire to see in ourselves, our lives are interjected so sporadically with those of a complete stranger. With timing acting as a guiding force, we’re brought together beyond any physical constraints, whether its age, geography, or the production of our aspirations. The trajectory of our lives which we spend so much time deliberating in our subconscious stands still, interrupted.
As a believer in timing, humor me this. For a reason unbenownst to us at the time, our paths intersect. In the fleeting moments that we engage with each other, a lasting impression is made on our characters. Your presence has been gifted to me with reason, an invitation to thought which invokes a different perspective on my life. In mutatis mutandis, the changes have been made. Our exchange, whether it’s transient or flourishes into something greater, imprints on each other’s being for all of eternity. This exchange, should it be because of chance, fate, or coincidence, is brought upon us by time.
Timing is everything. And with every experience we encounter, the beautiful and the ugly, we’re brought to it for a greater purpose. Impressions which are meant to release us from our indulgences in our comfort zone.