Why Karma Exists

I believe in karma because I have to. Through my own experiences and the experiences of others that I have been made to accept, even though it made me angry to do so, I have come to realize that karma may be the only thing I have left. I’m spiritual. I believe in power animals – mine being the wolf and the hawk. Yet sometimes, neither the wolf nor the hawk can guide me and I have no other choice than to have faith that karma does exist. I believe it does exist because, through my own trial and error with other systems of thought and of ‘fate’, it has to. Sometimes when people are in shitty situations they say, ‘things have to get better. They just have to.” Is it a cut-and-dry, scientific thought and ideology that leads them to this conclusion? No. When people say this you can ask, “why?” and they will tell you, “because they can’t get any worse”. Essentially, things have been bad, so they must get better. I have dealt with shit and so one day I will experience happiness. Karma. Now, I know karma exists because I’ve done some pretty awful things, and awful things have been done to me. But then, everyone can say that. I know karma exists because of the good things I’ve done. I’ve taken people under my wing when they needed someones’ wing to be under, and they’ve taken me under theirs when I’ve needed that. I know karma exists because for all the shitty years my family has spent together, things are finally turning around and none of us have a reason why other than karma. Karma may not exist for you. It may not exist for anyone you know. For me, karma exists. Because I want it to, because it has to. It just has to.