The other day I knocked over the glass of water sat on my bedside table, swiftly and in clean slow motion, it toppled perfectly to one side, pouring its contents as skilfully as a running tap into my bulging and grubby makeup bag on the floor nearby, before rolling itself with a dull thud into the same flooded mess. The same makeup i've been procrastinating about cleaning out for weeks, divine intervention from the universe for being a lazy cow? Or just an ironic coincidence.As long as I can remember I have been a great believer in fate, destiny and more notably the value of and concept of Karma. As we know, Karma is a fundamental doctrine in the faith's of Hinduism, Taoism and is commonly recognised and taught throughout Buddhism. The basic understanding of it being what you give it out to the world, you will get back in return. When studied, it runs far deeper, delving into the theory of past lives and describes the philosophy as the 'law of moral causation', to understand the inequality of mankind, that our life as we know it is not merely coincidental or by accident, but the result of our past deeds and the actions we undertake in the present.
