Weekly rant #43
So I am just about done the Gunslinger series and this got me thinking about fate, or Ka as it is referred to in the books. Many years ago I had the thought that there are multiple universes that all stem from ones first choice. I mean for every choice a split occurs. I began to wonder about the choices I have made in my life and how the other Jason's are doing. The Jason that didn't throw the snowball mixed with mud at that van in Montreal or the Jason that went to karate instead of gettting dropped off and waiting in the park. What about the Jason that stayed in Oliver, continued the drinking and drugs?
The one I wonder about most, these days, is the Jason that finished work one night, drove drove home at 150 kph down Old Dewdney Trunk Road in tears, almost hit a telephone pole and when asked by Teresa to "tell me you love me", said "I love you". Because this Jason, writing this, couldn't. How is he doing, I wonder. DId he get to return to school? Did he get to build the darkroom he wanted? I guess he is the assistant manager at the store that replaced SuperValu in Coquitlam, working with Al, Tim, Gabe and Rena. I hope he is doing ok in his universe. At least he gets to see Amanda every day.
But anyway, there are some that believe in fate (Ka) and there are some that think we have a choice. I have no idea. I have been plugging along, studying, working and life keeps rolling along. I have found that I need active in this "fate" otherwise life seems to fall apart. Ignoring bills and hoping that problems go away only leads to the crappy consequences of those choices. A good example of my universe is my "extra job". I started working with one of Rebecca's cousins, every other weekend for a little extra money. I got this job just before my trip to Vancouver last Christmas (see my post on my trip from hell), when I came home to that huge bill, my "extra money" went to paying it off. Fate?
A quote I once heard, or read said; "every decesion I have made in my life, led me directly to where I am." True and to the point. It makes me sad to think of some of the other Jason's out there, and at the same time wonder about the one who made all of the right choices.
Sometimes when I'm tired and weary, when my wife says how much she appreciates all that I do and how hard I work and when my kids tell me they love me, I think that the Jason who made all the "right" choices is the one right here.
PS. The rant is: Some people in the teaching program should stop whining about how early in the morning some of the classes are, that they have to do re-tests and that some of the material is not relevant to "their subject". Shut up and realize how good it is. Life is what you make of it (if you read the above paragraphs, you will understand).
"Man stands for long time with mouth open before roast duck flies in." -Chinese saying
