Q is for Que Sera, Sera

QQue Sera, Sera. Whatever will be, will be. This Spanish saying was made into a song, written by songwriting team Jay Livingston and Ray Evans, and later made wildly popular when Doris Day sang it in the 1956 Alfred Hitchcock classic “The Man Who Knew Too Much.” The song won an Academy Award for Best Original Song and went on to become Doris Day’s signature song. I remember hearing it when I was young and asking my mom what it meant. It stuck with me then, as it sticks with me today.

Whatever will be, will be. I believe that. I believe in predetermination. I believe our fate is predestined, that our soul has a purpose and we live our lives, albeit unconsciously for a great bit of it, working to achieve that purpose, even with our free-will fully operational.

I believe that if it is supposed to be, then it will be. “If it’s meant to be, it will be” is a saying I often heard growing up when faced with some of life’s anxious moments, the yet unknowns, the disappointments and my own failures. It was something that was supposed to make me feel better about situations and outcomes, especially when I was nervous or displeased. And, truth be told, it actually did help lessen the sting and ease the pain if disappointment or heartbreak was the end result.

I believe in a Higher Purpose and that there is a reason for everything. I trust there is no such thing as coincidence. I accept that things happen for a reason, that people come into our lives for a reason –some for a lifetime, some for just a season, some for mere moments– and that every action has been orchestrated through the urging and guiding of our angels.

Even so, I do believe that we have free will and free choice. If and when our angels try to sway or persuade us one way or another, we still have the freedom to make the ultimate choice. It is at those pivotal forks in the road where we exercise our free-will ability to achieve, or not achieve, that right path for our soul purpose. This is where I think past lives come into play. If we happen to choose a path other than the one that has been ultimately planned for us, we play out the consequences of that decision until another time in another life, when we are once again presented with the opportunity to choose our right road. And this goes on and on throughout our multitudes of lifetimes until we get it right.

What helps us navigate this lifetime is our intuition. Our gut instinct, that strong urging that pulls us one way over another, is, I believe, our angels whispering to us the right direction.

Mihaly von Zichy painting

Angel Whispering to an Odalisque by Mihaly von Zichy (1827-1906)

It’s when we happen to go against that gut instinct and make a bad decision that we learn for the next time… IF, that is, we open ourselves up, IF we open our hearts and our minds to the possibility (in my case, the probability) of predestination, then our future actions will be carried out with more careful consideration as we will have (hopefully) learned to listen to our intuition and trust our destiny.

Que Sera, Sera: if nothing else, its meaning sure helps us endure life’s big tragedies and little disappointments along the way.

What about you? What do you believe? Do you believe in fate?

Copyright © 2014 Michele Truhlik. All Rights Reserved.

 

I is for Illusion

All is Vanity image by Charles Allen Gilbert

Charles Allen Gilbert completed the classic black & white optical illusion in 1892. It can be seen as a pretty girl admiring her reflection in a mirror, or as an ominous skull in the background. The tableau is exquisite and the message is clear.

Illusion: the image created by imagination and having no objective reality. Things look different than they really are. Illusion is something that deceives by producing a false or misleading impression of reality, a false impression.

Do you get caught up in the constant drive to achieve some ideal and seemingly unattainable version of yourself and your life? I do. Or I should say I used to. I don’t so much anymore because after 50 years it’s finally sinking in that so much of what I see is illusion.

I see model-thin women, making self-deluding statements with their latest must-have fashions, and for years I’ve been insanely jealous but now I know that what lies beneath the veneer of confident smiles is a woman who is just as unsatisfied with her body as I am with mine.

Every day I see façades of happy couples but I know that behind the façade is a pair of individuals who are essentially miserable being married.

I see those who have so much money they couldn’t possibly spend it all in a lifetime, yet they hold on to it so tightly as if that money defines their identity and is inextricably tied to their core being. I can’t help but yearn to have that kind of money and I tell myself, with me, it would be different; I wouldn’t fall victim to its spell. But is that the truth?

I look to all the mansions and expansive homes with indulgent envy but I’m pretty sure now that the people inside are just as fucked up as the rest of us.

TS Eliot said “Humankind cannot handle very much reality.” I’d say that’s probably not far from the truth. We all seem to live in a land of illusion and for the most part, we seem to be pretty okay with it…maybe because we don’t even realize it.

So, is reality overrated? What do you think? Is illusion a preferred state?

Welcome to the grand illusion
Come on in and see what’s happening
Pay the price, get your tickets for the show
The stage is set, the band starts playing
Suddenly your heart is pounding
You’re wishing secretly you were a star

But don’t be fooled by the radio
The TV or the magazines
They’ll show you photographs of how your life should be
But they’re just someone else’s fantasies
So if you think your life is complete confusion
‘Cause you never win the game
Just remember that it’s a grand illusion
And deep inside we’re all the same
We’re all the same

So if you think your life is complete confusion
Because your neighbor’s got it made
Just remember that it’s a grand illusion
And deep inside we’re all the same

America spells competition
Join us in our blind ambition
Get yourself a brand new motorcar
Someday soon we’ll stop to ponder
What on earth’s this spell we’re under
We made the grade and still we wonder
Who the hell we are

Lyrics to “The Grand Illusion” by Styx, the title track of their 1977 Grand Illusion album

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