Destiny or BUST!

What is our destiny? Is it written in the stars or is it in the palm of our hands waiting to be sculpted? If there is a script of our lives I’d like to flip to page 255 to take a peek at mine. I have major life choices to make and I’m seeking guarantees that I make the right ones.
I’ve considered employing a psychic. My last visit was for entertainment not guidance. I got both. I was moving three tons of gravel from the driveway to the backyard patio. I was using my snow shovel to scoop the rocks and move them into place. Richard called; not to help but, to ask me to go see a psychic. It sounded more fun than the rocks.
Our psychic greeted us in the garden of her charming home. Not at all the dark gypsy dwelling my inner child saw in his minds eye. Her technique was to let her hands caress the top of an old, worn wood table. She did this for a while and said to me “They want me to ask you why you don’t use a wheelbarrow?” My eyes got wide and I said “I like the exercise.” I can’t remember her name or address.
My faith is unorganized. I pray, but, my vision of heaven is a universal cocktail party. God is there with Buddha, Ra and all the superior beings watching us like contestants on Project Runway. They can give us flat tires when we are in a hurry or make your resume disappear when you really want the job. When we die we get to go to the universal cocktail party and the Gods tells us why everything happened the way it did. Prayers are like fan mail; not everyone gets a reply.
I’m willing to employ any means to avoid indecision. Asking for a guarantee is paralyzing this process. I need to stop reading the map and drive the damn car! I guess I want to ask for directions instead of listening to my brain, heart and gut that say “drive fast”. Maybe destiny is written the moment we trust our heart and brain and sculpted into reality when we have the guts to pursue a dream.
For me it was wise to pull over and make sure I was going in the right direction. I’m not sure what the stars have planed for me. For now I’ll trust myself to navigate my destiny. I think I got it right, but, I won’t guarantee it.