Making a good choice in life is always a courageous act, whether that be a particular path in life, or someone we choose to be with. Why? I think there’s two reasons. Firstly, because it reduces our span of possibility, a bit like when you take hold of something, you can’t hold on to anything else, unless of course, you let go of what you’re holding on to. I suppose there’s a degree of sacrifice involved. Secondly, because you commit to living more intensely and deeply by investing yourself in that choice, and that takes courage.
I wonder to what extent choice and commitment are the real antidotes against superficial living. Don’t they prevent us from dispersing ourselves too thinly and superficially across the canvasses of life? Don’t they also provide depth and intensity by enabling us to put down roots in to the deep soil of living where real nourishment and wisdom are found? I just can’t imagine carrying a little sapling around in a pot and never planting it somewhere in the depth and expansiveness of the earth.
I’ve been thinking lately about the choices and commitments I’ve made, even the questionable ones, and I must say I’m deeply grateful for them, even for the pain some of them caused me, which by the way, is inevitable when you invest yourself; but I know too the joy and the insight far outweigh the pain. So lets remember and celebrate the choices and commitments we’ve made. They’ve done much in guarding against our skipping superficially through life.