Today I remember that every situation is part of my purpose and my plan coming together perfectly!

Plans are mostly written afterward. The job that fell through becomes, in the retelling, the thing that freed you for what came next — and by then it is genuinely true, because you built the next thing out of the wreckage.

That is meaning-making, a real human capacity rather than a delusion. But it only runs backwards. In the middle of a bad month, insisting it is all part of a plan is a way of not feeling it.

Feel it first. Look for the coherence later, when there is something to look at. Both are allowed.