It’s amazing how we insulate ourselves in our own little cocoon – comforted by the environment we create in our everyday lives. It’s only when we step outside our somewhat monastic existence that we realize there are other ways of living. We wonder what life would be like if we had the guts to leave our dead end job, home, routine, loveless marriage, life of religious constraint and the list rolls on. We wonder what it would be living abroad, chasing our passions, living the dream. Wonder. It’s all we do when we’re paralyzed with fear. Our souls become static. We’re held captive, only our thoughts are free to roam.
Indecision is the mistress of fear. We value what other people say and think too much. We become puppets to opinions. You should cut your hair, you shouldn’t move abroad, you can’t leave your job at a time like this, you have to plan your next step, you must think long term, you’re going to regret it, you shouldn’t waste your money like that, you should get married and have kids….. sound familiar?
Our inability to make decisions, no matter how piddling, handicaps us. It’s as simple as the act of asking a friend what you should have for lunch. You shouldn’t allow other people to make your decisions, no one has the right to decide what you eat, where you belong or the meaning of life – unless you allow them to. It all boils down to choice. Make your own sacrosanct choices, don’t be afraid to make a wrong decision and screw up because whatever happens, there is no greater tragedy than living someone else’s life and eating someone else’s lunch.