Often hear "everything happens for a reason" The older I get then more I lean towards dropping the second half of that sentence "everything happens."
The more I experience, the more I get the sense of the vastness of existence and the more it makes sense to me that the "great plan" is more like an unimaginably complex petri dish.
Everything is in motion and everything will eventually happen.
I have moved away from the idea that my life has some great plan and I honestly think that chance has a lot to do with life and our attitude to that chance shapes our lives far more than some divine plan.
Could it perhaps be ego that encourages us to think that we, as individuals, warrant a specific fate?
There are so many of us (and who knows how many other consciousnesses out there) that I keep coming back to "everything happens" and I have a wonderful opportunity to enjoy my part of everything.