I figure that the only way to transform out of something old and patterned is to view choice as a moment of matter for you. You. Me. We are meant for possibility. For some, new choices seem just out of reach, just out of harmony with the record that blares out over it all. For others, it’s not as far a reach as they think.

My son is 18 and a senior. He isn’t used to deciding bigger things that will come to his plate. I don’t remember learning this part of life’s fabric, just doing it. You decide stuff and call it good. I do remember learning the disappointment of deceit– not all information has to get relayed to you. The biggest thing I did know instinctively was that using time well meant claiming moments of my own.

Comfort with oneself matters. And there’s plenty that we have to reject in our thoughts that will set us free to do just that.

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