Rejection is one of life’s quiet certainties. Not everyone will choose you — not every job, not every friend, not every love. And that’s all right. It’s not a failure of worth but a moment of misalignment, a sign that something simply was not meant to hold.
You can give your best — act with sincerity, speak with clarity, bring forward your light — and still find that it isn’t received. Often, the reasons lie beyond knowing. People act from depths they themselves cannot fully explain. Once you’ve done your part, peace begins where the need for explanation ends.
To be rejected by one and embraced by another doesn’t mean you’ve changed; it means the resonance has. Not everyone will “buy your product,” and that is one of the outcomes that life allows. What matters is not who turns away, but that you remain true to what you offer.
Even those who once valued what you brought may one day withdraw. Their path simply bends elsewhere. There is no need to follow or compare — life has its own distribution of hands and hearts, and your task is only to keep refining your own offering.
But deeper still lies the art of amor fati — the love of one’s fate. To not only accept what happens, but to embrace it as part of the whole that makes you. To recognize that there is no guarantee of a happy ending, and yet to find peace even in that.
Those who reach this state — who stop demanding that life conform to their wishes — are the ones who have truly understood. Unachotakiwa kuelewa ni kwamba huwezi kunielewa — what you must understand is that you cannot fully understand. To live in that realization without resentment is to step a dimension higher on the manifold — to see existence with calm detachment and quiet love.
Because in the end, peace does not lie in control, nor in knowing, nor in being chosen. It lies in the stillness of acceptance — in loving life, exactly as it is.
