"Being in the right place at the right time." I've said this phrase in gratitude for good luck many times over. However, it leaves open a dark door where the opposite could be true. You could be in the right place at the wrong time, or the wrong place at the right time, or the dreaded, wrong place, wrong time. The judgement of good and bad, right and wrong, is where the concept unravels.
I believe that there is no such thing, as wrong place, wrong time. And, therefore, no right place right time!
The universe gives us exactly what we need, exactly when we need it.
Sometimes that transmutes as the form of luck, which can falsely be attributed to good timing.
And when we are struggling through something difficult, it's hard to accept that we need to be feeling and moving through pain in that moment to provide us strength and resolve we will need in the future.
Giving in to the idea that "where ever we are is exactly where we are meant to be" is to surrender. It relinquishes our free will - a concept we do not release easily, as to have control gives us a sense of comfort and security.
However, to accept the universe's divine timing doesn't mean we lose our agency and lie in bed all day. Instead, it frees our will. It frees us from worry, from dissatisfaction. It allows us the freedom to soak into the moment where we find ourselves, painful or pleasant, calm or thrilling.
It centers us in the present, in this exactly perfect moment in time.