Schopenhauer's wonderful piece on 'An Apparent Intention in the Fate of the Individual': how the continuities of a lifetime seem, in the end, to have been plotted out by a novelist - all the accidents, apparently uncoordinated as they first occur, concurring finally toward the shaping of an order.
'In Guatemala our bus got stuck in the mud - it was aways getting stuck! The driver said, "I need five strong men to move the bus." (There were plenty of guys on the trip.) Joe, in his seventies, was the first one out of the bus.' (Lynne Kaufman)
When you no longer are compelled by desire and fear . . . when you have seen the radiance in eternity from all forms of time . . . when you follow your bliss . . . doors will open where you would not have thought there were doors . . . and the world will step in and help.