Decisions, Decisions

Ok.  So you think you’ve made your decision, but when it comes down to crunch time, you seem to always second guess yourself.

Two paths.  One that we want, and one that we want to be the kind of people that want.

How do you make the decision?  Based on who you are, or who you want to be?

Looking into the future, this choice could split our path very different ways.  It seems monumental. 

The only way you become the person you want to be, is by acting like that person until it becomes habit.  Making decisions like that person would.  And eventually, they’re instinct.

So do you chose based on who you are now and what you want – or do you risk putting yourself out there and trying to become the person you want to be.

Easier said, than done.

Who we are wants to believe that the things that are not wonderful here will get better.  The things that are wonderful, we hope will stay the same, maybe even become more amazing then they already are.  I get to stay at my outstanding job.  Doc works in a familiar setting with familiar people, though he may have fewer opportunities to branch out and try new things.  Money will not be a worry.  Staying is easier.  Staying is safer.  Staying means that we get to stay close to family that love us and Little Bird.

Going – going means adventure.  New opportunities.  A life of outdoor adventure.  More options for Doc.  A fresh start.  A chance to start over and make new mistakes instead of continually paying for old ones.  But it means throwing ourselves far away from family.  Some who will come and visit, some who might, and some who won’t.  It means taking Little Bird away from a group that love her – leaving the best job I’ve ever had.  Risking that we will struggle financially if I cannot find work.  Maybe putting off extending our family.

But it means being the go-get-em, fearless, pushing onward, experience craving family we want to be who doesn’t do something because it’s easier or safer – but leaps into the unknown and pastes “Carpe Diem” across their chests.

“Tied down”

If Little Bird wasn’t here – it would be easier to chose to take the plunge.  I guess I am maybe more tied down than I thought.  Is that really so bad?

Decisions, decisions.

Friday is the last day to enter our choice.  I will definitely need the meditation this week.