I’ve been an avid believer of astrology, horoscopes, signs, destiny, fate, things happening for a reason, etc. for a good portion of my adult life. When I say avid I mean : checking my horoscope on the daily and following it , reading and re-reading my “personality” determined by birth date I would even go as far as looking up the birthdate personalities of potential love interests before making the decision to dive deeper. This was me even yesterday. But something about today made me truly question this approach I have to life. Why must I try to predetermine who people are before letting them show me? Are my trust issues that bad that I can’t even give a person a chance to show who they are? By my second hang out with a person, I know their biggest fear, how they are in love, what their strengths and weaknesses are…or at least thats what I believed to know. It was so easy for me to buy into this library of false knowledge. It’s just not logical. Case and point.
There is simply no way that those things(for lack of a better word or description) can be true whatsoever. It’s impossible. It’s limiting to even think that they are, although I must admit comforting. Wait, no, I THOUGHT they were comforting but they were really stressful. I would read something “bad” about a person and I would look for it in them, I would expect them to prove my “religion” correct. I only saw what I wanted to see. How unfortunate.
I cannot bash it all however. It has helped me. It helped me get through some dark times of harmful, toxic thoughts and environments. I used tarot cards as a guide. The vague readings helped me reflect on my situation. They helped to get me thinking about what I needed to do in order to change what I didn’t like. I used tarot cards as a tool. There is a line with cards as well. I did rely on them to tell me my future. This is dangerous. Since it ,again, makes you see what you want to see.
Life is random. The only way to predict it is to create it. Think out scenarios that you want and actively believe it. Take control of your life and BELIEVE you have that control because that is reality. And why live anywhere else.
Being realistic is a struggle for me as I have used my creativity and imagination as an escape from reality for most of my life. As comforting as it can be to escape into my fantasy world, coming out of it for a brief time period hurts way too much to sustain such a world. Learning to convert my fantasies into reality is the solution.