Decision: (n) the act of making up one’s mind
The most important question:
Is there a need for a decision?
I think we are so intent on pursuing a life of worry that we turn everything into an event, a curse or a challenge.
It’s just not so.
Not everything demands a decision.
For instance, loving your neighbor as yourself is not a religious maneuver or a gesture of mature human interaction. It is Earth 101.
There’s nothing to decide. We’re not awaiting your contemplation on whether you accept the blending of humanity into one single race instead of color-coated. No decision is required. Follow the path and sing in harmony.
It’s not necessary for you to muse your approach in dealing with others on an emotional basis. Smiling, in its varied forms, is the only facial expression that is acceptable when human beings greet one another.
Having a “game face” or insisting that a neutral expression is safer does nothing but confuse the parties, making those you meet feel they have to make a decision about you long before they actually get to know you.
There are a few things that demand a decision. How about this one?
Would you make a decision on your responsibility to decide? That would be nice.
Don’t pass around the ownership of your life to other people like you’re playing tag. Everything that happens in your three-square feet of humanity belongs to you.
No debate—just a decision to protect your parking space.
I contend that we will grow emotionally, spiritually, mentally and physically when we make a decision to nurture our emotions, our spirits, our minds and our bodies.