Have you ever thought on the art of making choices?
Yesterday, while I worked in my yard,
In the huffing and blowing in the very warm late spring—nearly summer— wind
That silly little thought kept running around in my mind….. ‘what is the art of making choices’? I pondered from one garden bed to another
The wind flipped my hair here and there and everywhere, little bits of soil flying into my eyes
By the time I made it to the west side of the yard, I could hear the wind in the trees down at the other house.
Gradually, the wind slowed enough I could hear the bird’s singing in the rosebushes, and high in the tops of the trees in our yard
Still, I wondered: what is the art of making choices?
Finally, I decided…there is no art. You do the best you can do.
Every once in awhile you will make a wrong choice. Everyone does.
But no choice is never a good thing. With choosing ‘no choice’ we are choosing to not live, to experience, to be full and present in our lives.
From my world to your heart,