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I wrote some today about how luck is sure nice, especially good luck-- but we still have the gift of choice. Sometimes the only choice I can make is whether or not I will wear makeup and deal with the runny mascara when I cry or if I'll just go without the face goop. I usually choose to wear the face goop. But, I do have a choice.
Sometimes, I'm lucky in a good way. I was really lucky to find w'ville. You all saved me when I could barely find my bra and panties, much less, my makeup. Amazing that I could cry at all when I was so numb. And, there was the panic, too.
You can either wait for some luck to change or you can choose to do some work. Like take a shower, face the bills that need to be paid, or organize your sock drawer. I'm taking baby steps, now when I used to bound and leap. Baby steps will have to do for now. I'm pretty proud of them.
You can quote me on this one:
Limitations abound when you believe you have no choices. Think instead that choices are abundant. Each choice will have unique arguments for it. Each choice will have it's own contraindications. But, just know that when you are stuck, it's because you believe that there are no choices at all. Not so. Be free and be well.