In the end it is about learning to Love and Loving the Work that you came here for.
You might not alyways get to choose all the ways in which you are called for this work.
Things might not always (or even often) go the way you wished for.
And that is a good thing.
For the Hand of the Allmighty is hoovering above you.
Some called it: "The Hand that wrote everything".
And indeed, even if you don't hold the pen, you mays still sometimes get ti decide where to put dots, commas and semicolons.
Pauses in between, the in and the out-breat.
And if you can make that pause, gently and lovingly enough...
You might take the next step consciousy..
Which is, ultimately, the only freedom you truly have.
And if you can fill that minute with Presence, Love and Hope, than you can, with the words of a poet :
" If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!"