In mathematics, the Fibonacci sequence is a sequence of numbers where each subsequent number is the sum of the previous two. The sequence begins with 0 and 1, and goes on as 0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, and so on.
I must confess that I was never a math geek. In fact, I hated mathematics when I was still studying. However, I don’t deny the fact that numbers govern the universe. The entire universe is actually in perfect harmony, specifically designed in relation to other entities. I guess that makes me sound like a geek.
Geek mode: OFF.
Normal mode: ON.
I don’t know if this happens to everyone, but there is always a time in our lives when we really question our existence. I guess that’s why someone wrote a book called Purpose Driven Life. I haven’t read the book though, and the truth is I’m agnostic (atheist now).
We all look for a meaning, a reason, a conclusion to where this life is leading us. If you were to ask me, I would say that I’m asking the same question too. I guess I came to this point because I care about my life, not because I question God or anything. Or maybe I’m just overthinking.
Back in college, I felt like my life was spiraling out of control. I kept making wrong decisions one after another until I felt like I had no control over my life anymore. I felt like a car that had no road left to run. This was the darkest period of my life (but I’m not going to talk about it and make you cry). Instead, let me inspire you with how my life got back on track.
I was having my remedial exam that day, and I was really tired of taking remedial exams. Before that day, I had already made a “cheat sheet” or a small list of notes written on a very small piece of paper. I wanted to pass, and this was the only solution I could think of since I hadn’t been serious about my studies at the time. It was a perfect scheme written on a piece of paper made from pages torn from a notebook I had borrowed. I stayed up late the night before finishing my cheat sheet, and my eyes were swollen the next morning.
Judgment day. That’s what I always called it whenever I was having an exam. I was nervous when I entered the room, but I kept telling myself that everything was going to be okay. I kept tapping my pocket where my cheat sheet was hidden. Our professor started giving the questionnaire, and we immediately started answering it. As for me, I was just waiting for the perfect moment to release my hidden weapon.
Surprisingly, our professor went to the back room. The room where we were taking our exam was separated into two rooms, one for students and the other for teachers. The two rooms were separated by a plywood wall with a door that had a glass window on it. The glass window was a one-way mirror, and I knew this because I had been in the other room before.
Now was the perfect time to get my cheat sheet. I slowly pulled it out of my pocket, but I didn’t open it yet because I was supposed to put it between my thigh. Well, that was the plan until my cheat sheet fell out of my pocket and landed on the floor just under my seat. I was going to pick it up, but then I couldn’t take my eyes off the one-way mirror. My imagination started to play tricks on me; what if our professor was just testing us? What if she was just standing behind that mirror watching us, and my sudden move would put my life in danger?
It was a perfect plan, and I had ruined it. I just stepped on my cheat sheet so that no one would ever see it and just answered my questionnaire like everyone else. The restless night I had spent creating that piece of paper ended up under my foot, ironic huh?
It was time to submit our papers, and while everyone was busy submitting their papers, I quickly picked up the “cheat sheet” from my foot and slid it into my pocket. As soon as our professor got all of our papers, she went back to her room to check them and made us wait for a couple of minutes.
After a couple of minutes, she went back with our papers. There were only seven of us who had taken the exam. She announced who had passed the exam, and I still remember the smile on her face when she mentioned my name. I was the only one who had passed. Usually, our professor’s face would be expressionless if only one person passed her exam, but this time her face was as clear as day and her smile is as bright as sunshine.
I have no idea what happened behind that one-way mirror, but I don’t believe it’s something I need to know. When I left that room, I felt like a different person.
As you see, we can predict and change the future by simply determining the two entities: the past and the present. These two are the two numbers mentioned in Fibonacci’s sequence. Without the previous two numbers, we cannot proceed to the next number. And as the Fibonacci spiral goes, the number can never go back to the previous ones. It only moves forward in a spiral motion, evolving through our chosen path.
This is the algorithmic pattern of our lives. We don’t need to be a rocket scientist to decipher it; we just need to appreciate every single day of our lives as long as we have it.
Well, I guess I’ll see you all when our Fibonacci spiral paths cross.
This article is originally written in https://mylifeinfibonaccispiralpath.wordpress.com/2011/11/22/life-in-fibonacci-spiral-path-2/
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