By Arthur H. Gunther III
Literally, if you think about it, re-tying one’s shoes can pause your life just enough to alter things. It’s the same argument that if you had left the house one minute later, you might never have seen her face. Write your own story, but you see what I mean.
Now, is this fate? Karma? Heavenly direction? Just dumb luck (or the reverse)? And if you don’t think about it — any one act slowing or moving ahead your life’s clock — how will you know the difference?
Do not mean to get philosophical here, but surely we can all recall a delay or speed-up (you left the house early because you awakened early) that made that particular day different. And then maybe you took that day and made some more of the same because you liked it so much. And that changed your life.
This isn’t to say free will doesn’t have play, that you are not the master of your fate. We largely are, though what we consciously plan may never come to past. However, we must move on, roll with the punches (or be grateful that we were forced to smell the roses). It’s the adaptation that largely involves our free will.
So, how did all this thinking arise? Did I have too much wine? No, I really did re-tie my shoes this morning. My usual laziness has me just slipping my large feet into already tied shoes, but this time they needed a re-tie. So I did that. It made my day.
Not the re-tie. I wasn’t in the best mood — down a bit — and I was simply plodding through routine when I noticed this father carrying his young daughter through the local home improvement store. The child had the most wondrous face — so very bright, lit up, cheerful, inquisitive. And in her hair she had an equally wondrous artificial flower.
My mood changed. The little girl did the trick. And had I not re-tied my shoes, well, darn, I would not have seen, would not have been in the moment.
The writer is a retired newspaperman who can be reached via firstname.lastname@example.org