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If Only We Knew (by Tanja)


 

Countless movies have been made about time travel, going into the future or the past, and I find them captivating. Yes, if only we could gaze into the future somehow, or even go back and change a few things. 


There are many ways that people have tried to see what the future holds for them in order to make the best decisions, but sadly, I don’t believe it to be possible.

Crystal gazing was a popular pastime in the Victorian era, and was claimed to work best when the Sun is at its northernmost declination. Immediately before the appearance of a vision, the ball was said to mist up from within.

The use of crystal balls for divination also has a long history with the Romani people. Fortune tellers, known as Drabardi, traditionally use crystal balls as well as cards to seek knowledge about future events. According to me, it’s a total sham. If the future hasn’t happened yet, how can it exist anywhere?

I still find it a fascinating concept though. Looking into a crystal ball would most likely conjure up all sorts of mystical images, depending on who you ask. Some might see glimpses of the future, others might envision symbols or scenes that hold personal significance. It's like peering into a doorway to the subconscious, where your mind might project its hopes, fears, and desires in symbolic form. It's a bit like cloud-gazing; what you see depends on your imagination and interpretation. Whether it's a fantastical journey or a reflection of your inner self, the experience is often more about the journey than the destination.

Peering into the future is a fascinating concept that has intrigued humanity for centuries. If only we could see beyond the veil of time, imagine the possibilities! We could navigate life's twists and turns with confidence, avoiding pitfalls and seizing opportunities with precision. But would such foresight truly be a blessing, or might it come with its own set of challenges?

For us as humans, there has always been the allure of knowing what lies ahead. It's a natural human desire to seek certainty in an uncertain world, and the ability to glimpse the future could offer a sense of control and security.

If this were a possibility, how would this power influence decision-making, relationships, and personal growth. Would people become overly reliant on this foresight, or would it foster a deeper understanding of cause and effect?

There is, however, a flip side to this coin. The future is a complex tapestry woven from countless variables, and attempting to unravel its mysteries could lead to unforeseen consequences. What if knowing our fate robbed us of the joy of discovery or the resilience forged through adversity? There are so many philosophical questions which would be raised by the prospect of seeing into the future. Would our lives lose their spontaneity and wonder, or would we simply adapt to this new paradigm?

It’s a catch twenty-two concept. It could be a very good thing and it could be a very bad thing. There’s no way of knowing exactly which it would be, but it will most probably be a combination of both. Take, for example, cloning – good and bad. Take another example, stem cell research – good and bad. With every good invention, idea, progressive thought, there will always be those who will use it with evil intentions, mainly for money, wealth and/or power.

For us, personally, it would have been advantageous if we just had a slight glimpse of things to come. Our lives have been filled with so many trial-and-error experiences that we have become exceptionally good at it – LOL. No, seriously, it’s been a devastatingly rough ride and had we just known or been given a few pointers, we might have avoided so many of the pitfalls we found ourselves in. Life happens, I know, but sometimes I think that some of us get a bigger share of the raw deal.

Looking at our current “project”, we feel extremely optimistic, like this could really be it for us. But how will we know unless we take the plunge and give it our best? It’s all about taking chances. Sometimes you will win and reach the pinnacle of success, and sometimes you will lose and need to start all over again. There’s no cut-in-stone recipe or route to follow. For every person it will be different, whether it’s the size of the challenge, or the courage to tackle it head-on, or performing under the pressure, or the ability to make it happen, or the persistence till you reach the breakthrough. Taking it one day at a time towards the unforeseeable future, is the only way forward. And that is how it is for us at the moment. Our ultimate desire is still to reach our children in Europe, but until we have a significant breakthrough, we will need to take life as it comes and not give up.

Mark Manson said: “If small changes can lead to large breakthroughs, then giving yourself more opportunities for small changes can increase the quality of your life dramatically.”

Ultimately, the idea of seeing into the future is as tantalizing as it is elusive. It's a timeless theme that sparks the imagination, and invites contemplation, and keeps us wondering.

Today, however, I think we'll just wing it and hope for the best.


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