Again, we have a word “happiness”, but we think it is more or less the sort of thing that one can measure by phone surveys. No amount of invoking “flourishing” can change this. There is a similar forgetfulness about the concept of destiny. Philosophers seem to be embarrassed by the idea. Destiny is not a hard reality to us, like bricks or our rights or intrinsically interesting lives of celebrities or baseball. It is more a fuzzy, harmless reality, like a faded inspirational poster in a high school counselor’s office or the name of a yacht. Who would ask questions about his destiny? How quaint!
My suspicion is that secular people like ourselves have no place for destiny. So far as we are secular and naturalist, there is only this life and oblivion – the first can’t be the destiny of this life, the second is worth forgetting.