There are several sweet and brilliant “K” people in my life, but if I get started talking about them I will never shut up. So I’ll just say a few things about Kismet and Karma instead.
To me they don’t mean the same thing at all, but feel free to correct me if I’ve got this all wrong. Just letting you know that even if you do confuse me with the facts, it’s still unlikely you’ll change my mind about any of this. Ha. Yes, I am one of those obstinate and opinionated people today. Which makes this day not unlike every other one I’ve ever lived, but that’s another topic entirely.
Kismet to me is synonymous with the word fate – a predetermined or unavoidable destiny. We are born, we live and we die. You can’t really argue with that because it is pretty much an unavoidable process for being involved in dwelling on this earth. To us as mere mortal humans, our fates are unknown and unknowable beyond the very basic and obvious. We know death will come but we don’t know when. It’s kind of funny how it totally surprises all of us when you think about it. But that would be because we mostly try so very hard to never think about it at all.
In between arriving and departing, we have free will. We believe we are directing our own destiny. If we didn’t believe this, there would be no point in trying to make something of our lives. We would all just sit around waiting to see what happens next. Sometimes others are very influential in pointing us in a certain direction and we may not be aware of it, or simply not care enough to stop them. Then when things turn out not to our liking we tend to blame someone else for seriously messing with our fate.
The truth is, everything that happens in our lifetimes between birth and death is Karma, or cause and effect. Karma is what we do, and Karma is what comes back to us as a result of the decisions we made on what to do. Life is kind of like a circle, or a looping spiral, or a meandering line going from point A to point B. We get to choose our path. We are in the drivers seat. I could go on and on with these similes, but I choose to stop now. You’re welcome.
“Karma is simply the law of cause and effect. If you plant an apple seed, you don’t a get a mango tree. If we practice hatred or greed, it becomes our way and the world responds accordingly. If we practice awareness or loving-kindness, it becomes our way and the world responds accordingly. We are heirs to the results of our actions, to the intentions we bring to every moment we initiate. We make ripples upon the ocean of the universe through our very presence.” - Christina Feldman Jack Kornfield, Stories of the Spirit, Stories of the Heart, Parables of the Spiritual Path from Around the World.
“There is so much about my fate that I cannot control, but other things do fall under the jurisdiction. I can decide how I spend my time, whom I interact with, whom I share my body and life and money and energy with. I can select what I can read and eat and study. I can choose how I’m going to regard unfortunate circumstances in my life – whether I will see them as curses or opportunities. I can choose my words and the tone of voice in which I speak to others. And most of all, I can choose my thoughts.” ― Elizabeth Gilbert
So what kind of ripples on the ocean of the universe do you want to make? I used to think I was pretty much completely inconsequential in the grand scheme of things. Now I’m not so sure. And don’t try to talk me out of this comforting little notion I’ve got, because I quite like believing that what I say and do might actually matter
I can’t change my Kismet, or my ultimate fate. But I can make some good Karma on the way to wherever I’m headed I can take the bad things that happen and turn them around and head off in a different, new, even better direction. I can be optimistic to the point where I appear to be blowing smoke up my own ass. Sorry if that little metaphor offends, but I figured if I snuck it in here right at the end a large percentage of readers would miss it because they’re already bored to death with this whole Kismet/Karma diatribe.
Just make some good ripples today, okay? Or some big waves. Whatever floats your boat. And doesn’t sink someone elses.