For nine months, a stranger whose name we had never known and whose face we’d never seen undertook a remarkable act, putting their very life on the line to ensure our well-being, safety, and nurture. In those obscured moments before we ever saw the light of day, this individual was already an anonymous hero of our story, an embodiment of self-sacrifice in its purest form.
Just as remarkable were the individuals who poured their time, energy, and resources into us without expecting recognition or gratitude. This was a belief in our potential, which they may never witness nor require validation. A selfless act and a testament to human compassion and empathy.
Then, on the verge of what seemed like the end, was, in truth, a beginning. A critical moment when we transcended the boundaries of all we had known and emerged into a new world through the commitment, bravery, and immense pain of others.
This would be a new journey. Marked by a courageous struggle for growth through seemingly endless days and nights. The crying, the determination to move, the gradual triumph of walking, and the emergence of speech, nurtured by the hands of society in which you would take your place. Experience would weave the intricate tapestry that would be uniquely us, like a masterpiece in oil, a canvas filled with the hues of resilience and discovery, the bright colours of unavoidable emotional highs, lows, joy, pain, success, and failure. A journey on which we will find ourselves lost in the complexities of intertwined lives.
The act of our creation and consciousness remains a mystery, an enigma that persists despite our advances in understanding. As history and faith intertwine, sentiments echo that we are moulded in the image of a higher power. Additionally, some scientific and theological reasoning defy the mere chance or randomness of our existence. Even the most intricate dance of science acknowledges that actions invariably trigger reactions. Meaning our very presence sets off ripples that, in turn, map the course of our connected journey, shaping and forming our destinies.
No matter how ordinary, every individual is on their own journey, a journey that carries a purpose as intrinsic as their heartbeat. But through the gift of free thought, we are capable of steering our lives. Guiding us to make choices and forge paths that align with or diverge from our truest purpose. Much like a river that instinctively navigates its way through a varied landscape, carving out its own passage to nourish or flood the land it touches, so must we chart our own trajectories. The compass that directs us toward our true path is not one solely attuned to personal gain but rather one attuned to the betterment of our society.
In our ups and downs amid fate and choice, between the known and the unknown, we find ourselves at the junction of existence and creation. The legacy we leave behind is not solely a remnant of our actions but a testament to our ability to realise our role as instruments of creation and a part of society as we ponder the mysteries of our birth, life, and purpose.
Remembering that as we once depended on others, we now have the power to choose to be depended on, fulfilling the only part of our destiny we can be somewhat sure of, and making the same painful, difficult sacrifices without expectations that others did for us before we entered this world, recognising the contributions and opportunities society made for us, and realising that our destiny isn’t just our own but connected to those who came before, are with us, and are yet to come, thus carving a narrative that echoes our beginnings and closing the circle.
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