Re-visiting blogs. Re-posting one of my favourites. Enjoy!
You are worthy because you exist. You are a perfectly calculated miracle.
I had a conversation with my best friend Faviola the other day. We were having one of our in-depth discussions about the universe and our future. While we were talking, she asked me “how do I understand what the poems mean? Sometimes I try hard, and I don’t get the meaning of them.”
That is a terrific question, and that is something a lot of people wonder. The thing about poetry is that you do not need to understand what the poet was trying to say, it doesn’t matter. What matters is what you see and understand when you read it. Poetry is supposed to make you discover something within yourself. Nothing else.
I am very open when it comes to people’s perspectives on my quotes and poems. I even do my best to keep the poems gender neutral; that way, all you have to do is read them and connect.
A while ago, I posted the quote “You are a perfectly calculated miracle” I did not have anything specific in mind when I wrote it, but shortly after when a friend from work told me she was pregnant, the first thing I thought was ” aww, that child is a perfectly calculated miracle.”
When I posted the quote, I did not expect to get a negative comment on it, but it received one. My comment section went down like this:
You are a perfectly calculated miracle.
Person: Actually, I was the product of negligence and unprotected sex
Me: You can be both
Person: Not when there’s no such thing as a miracle
Me: To each their narrative.
Person: To each their blatant ignorance.
I stopped responding after that. There is no point. It stayed on my mind though. Until this day, it stays on my mind. I am bothered that anyone wouldn’t see this quote as a better narrative than ” I was the product of negligence…”
I looked up the facts and there are 20 million to 100 million spermatozoids released when a man ejaculates.. and then one of them makes it to the egg… then if all is well the woman becomes pregnant, then around ten months later, a child is born. Without going into the details of what could have happened during or after birth, let’s think of all these odds… You are here after all this. How is that not a calculated miracle? It might have been unplanned, but there is no mistake. Before you took your first breath, you were fighting for your life. You wanted to be here.
That is not a coincidence, and no one can convince me otherwise.
We all have moments where we wonder what our purpose on earth is, times when we feel lost and unwanted. I hear you, and I have been there.
I want you to know that regardless of all the ups and down, you are wanted, you are needed, you are worthy of life, and you are worthy of love.
You did not make it all the way here for nothing. If you are still wondering what your purpose is, let me give you one hint… it all starts by understanding that you fought for your life and you won. It’s yours. Why not make it a beautiful one?