Lately, my devices have been doing me dirty on Wednesdays. 

Anyone who knows me knows that Wednesday is my magical day – at least when it comes to mirrors and reflections. To contextualize it: I only write my blog on the day of. But my devices have called that into question. They had other plans. They spoke to me, but I didn’t listen.

My laptop has been protesting. It either doesn’t come on or decides to be a snail. When that happens, I naturally resort to my phone. 

But using a phone comes with its own “fun”. There’s the autocorrect sabotage. The font size horrors. The edits I thought I made but vanish when the post goes live. The race to post in time while my phone grins like an evil villain whispering, “not today. What will take minutes will take you hours“.

Sadly, today wasn’t any different. I decided to outsmart the chaos so I started writing my blog post on my phone earlier in the day. However, life had other plans.

 I didn’t finish in time and I somehow got home later than I usually do. That meant one thing – the cycle repeated itself but as it did, I told myself that I’d never let that stop me or my now weekly Wednesday/Thursdayish posts. I actually consoled myself by saying “it’s still Wednesday somewhere in the world”.

So as I type away from my phone today, I am somehow reminded of uncertainty.  

When I first started mirrors and reflections, I was confident of two things. 

First, I knew I’d make weekly posts. 

Secondly, those posts will be on Wednesdays.  

The first has worked ever since but the second? Not quite. 

I’ve been thinking a lot about uncertainty. And when I mean a lot, I mean aloooottttttt. I wonder if my electronic devices picked something up about my thought process to reinforce what I’ve been feeling. 

I believe we all go through uncertainties, but what I went through was so intense that it shook me for days. Anyone who knows me knows I don’t panic. I try to be human while anchoring myself. But this time, I found myself panicking. I slept, woke up and still felt that way. 

Suddenly, I found myself asking “why was I panicking about uncertainty?”

 Uncertainty, I think, is a fancy word that humans created for saying “I do not know what will happen” because personally, I think within the very concept of uncertainty lies two certainties. 

Think of it this way. You apply for a job. You are uncertain of the outcome but are certain that it’ll either be a rejection or a full-blown acceptance.  

You may also crave to have a specific relationship with someone. You approach that person. They may accept, or not. You don’t know if they are your person but it’s certain that they’ll either move towards or away from you. 

I thought of so many scenarios and eventually concluded that opposite concepts lie within each other. I wonder if perhaps, that’s why in physics opposite poles attract. 

I also realized something powerful. That if there are inherent certainties in every uncertainty, why can’t we prepare for both? 

It’s either you get that job or you don’t. Your relationship may work out, or it won’t.  

You can’t force outcomes. And as long as you’re aware of the two certainties that lie within an uncertainty, you’ll move with ease. 

So, my unsolicited advice to everyone, including myself, is to always prepare for the two certainties.

But make this preparation if, and only if, you’ve exhausted every possible option because that’s the only way to move forward with ease and peace.