Every morning, as we rise up, our day’s path is uncertain.
We follow the path of choice.
We can excuse that we are doing what we have to do, what someone wants us to do or something that circumstances force us to do. True enough, but whatever habits, obligations and reactions keep us stuck, keep us in those ‘tracks’, each of those is a choice, a fresh decision every time, every day.
Skipping out of the tracks is hard. Or easy. No decision, in terms of energy or brain cells consumed, taxes us. It is the anticipation of the decision’s consequences that cause us to laugh or frown, our concerns over others and their reactions – that keeps us in our tracks, so concerned about what people think more than what we think ourselves.
column written/ published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: -4C/26F, Chinook blowing in … air is so fantastically fresh – but Gusta returned in a mucky-paw state so I suspect the temperature, as it often is, is warmer here than reported at the airport.
I was a little down in the dumps yesterday and your smile gave me a lift as it reminded me of my husband who passed away over three years ago. I actually read some of your musings on your website markmusing.com last night and enjoyed your writings. I also listened to a talk you had posted... it hit very close to home. Too bad Calgary is so far away I would have enjoyed having a coffee or sharing a meal with you, LC, Victoria, BC
Mark, mmm. Your musings are very interesting. I was taken for a moment and am here just to say hello, well done. Cheers, W, Calgary, AB