Have you ever applied to something with no real intention of seeing it through, only to suddenly be accepted? It is a strange feeling, almost as if fate had a hand in the outcome. You filled out a form or threw your name into the ring casually, and suddenly the door swings open. Do you walk through? Or do you tell yourself that it was never meant to be serious, that you were only dabbling? Does being accepted change whether you actually want to do it or not?
This is the tension between intent and happenstance. Some of life’s most important turns begin not with a carefully laid plan, but with a half-serious gesture. The program you applied to on a whim. The job interview you took just for "practice." The trip you booked because the flights were cheap. At the time, they felt like coin flips, nothing to lose and everything to gain. Yet looking back, they might have defined entire chapters of your life.
It is tempting to explain these moments away as fate. Fate is sometimes used as an excuse to force the endless loop of questioning to stop. We tell ourselves the story that things worked out exactly as they were meant to, because it reassures us that the chaos of life has an underlying order. But that may be the wrong way to think about it. Fate should not be thought of as a crutch to justify floating through life without intention. Fate should instead be viewed as a lens that tests us, revealing whether we have the courage to move forward when unexpected opportunities arise.
What makes fate heavy is not that it forces our hand. When you are accepted into the program or offered the job, you stand at a crossroads which is ultimately yours to decide, whether you choose to call it destiny or chance. The decision to walk through the open door is yours alone. Fate may open doors, but it never forces you to walk through them.
I think about this when I weigh the cost of certainty. We spend immense amounts of energy trying to calculate outcomes in advance. We want to know if the relationship will last, if the investment will pay off, if the new city will ever feel like home. So much of life is lived in the fog of uncertainty, where the best we can do is step forward with incomplete information. Fate's presence reminds us that even imperfect choices can still be meaningful.
In the end, fate is a co-author. We set the course of our lives and fate plays a role in determining which doors open along the way. Regardless the role that we say fate plays, it is our responsibility to keep moving and making choices even when the weight of uncertainty presses down. The opportunities we take seriously may not pan out. The ones we never intended to pursue might unexpectedly change our lives.
The next time a door swings open, even one you barely remember knocking on, pause before you walk away. The fact that it now stands wide open may be enough to make you more seriously consider walking through it. The truth is that you may never know if it was chance or fate that led to the door opening. What matters is not walking through every random door that opens, but recognizing the role fate may play in our lives and having the courage to consider which doors are truly worth stepping through, trusting that meaning often follows long after the choice has been made.