It has been written ...

As I was riding back home I remembered how the Course in Miracles sometimes refers to events as if they have already happened, just you don't know it yet. The image that was presented was that of a carpet that at the end of times just gets rolled up and you already see from this perspective what today brings as well the morrow. Curiously, I somehow feel like my destiny is already out there. Yes, I have my broader game plan of what I think my destiny should be, but I also have the humility to know that a system way bigger than me is making decisions on my behalf. All I do really is to react to the cues that I am getting day in and day out, and somehow a decision always pops up magically in my head given the circumstances and given the people involved. How can there be any soul searching if you spend the entire day searching for the cues your sub-conscious is sending you moment by moment? Mistakes do happen from time to time, but they always get communicated back to me by the Tao and I spend all the energy I got to reverse them. So with a game plan of not having a game plan, shouldn't the story of my life be already written as a simple evolution of the daily no-brainers that accumulate over time? Weird stuff, but perhaps my life's novel has already been written.