Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Decisions, decisions...

I've been thinking a lot recently about decisions that we ultimately have to make on our own. There are those who think that what we choose for ourselves is what is ultimately best and there are others who believe that they know what's best for us. I can't say for sure that either opinion is REALLY the best. I'm having trouble seeing how you can trust that the decisions you make are the best without at least exploring other options. Whether you are genuinely uninterested in what you're doing or you feel like there's something else out there for you, you can't rely on the fact that you're good at what you're doing. The fear of wasting talent or turning your back on what you enjoy doesn't have to be the be all end all of decision making. For those of you with the freedom of choice and the slightest glimpes of interests outside of your immediate comfort zone, why not experience a little change of scenery? It never hurts to get the cobwebs out of the old noggin. Besides, you can always do more than one thing, right? I can't say that you might not be happy doing one and only one thing. Plently of people end up happy with what they've always known was right for them. On the other hand, there are plenty of people on the opposite end of the playing field who are miserable because they never ended up doing what they were meant to do. A case of bad luck? Doubt it. Misfortune? Perhaps, but chances are, that person never really found what they were looking for because they were blinded by the stubborn mask of a plan that they thought was the right one. So please, I beg you not to let yourself or anyone else lock you up behind this door. Stay flexible.

Peace and love.

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