I’m sure we’ve all wondered about luck and what it means. It’s said that luck is what happens when opportunity meets preparation. Somehow, I’m not entirely comfortable with that definition. It seems to give more credit to free will than it really ought to. The notion of preparation meeting opportunity implies that cause and effect follow each other closely enough for us to see their linkages. There are times when we get lucky even when we don’t deserve it. When our preparation was inadequate. Sometimes, things don’t pan out even when preparation and opportunity co-exist. And I suspect, more often than not, cause and effect are so much separated in time that we’re no longer able to see what cause led to which effect. In that spirit, I get the feeling that luck resides at the intersection of destiny “what will be” and free will “what you want it to be”.
Luck seems to be that which happens when things conspire in your favor and you go along for the ride. It’s that thing which happens when its time has come. A time when things seem unstoppable for good or bad. When all the causes that have accumulated over time combine into a singularly fortunate or unfortunate effect. Good luck and have a great day!
“You know, Hobbes, some days even my lucky rocket ship underpants don’t help.”
What do you think?