How to make a decision
For months I’ve been trying to decide whether or not I was going to go to my University of Cambridge graduation. The day after my foster dog, Dorothy, was adopted, I woke up and something told me, “Just go. Commit to going and figure it out.”
Once I made the decision, a whole wonderful trip came together around it, including a week in Italy with my sister. It all worked out but it required me to make a decision and commit to seeing it through. Nothing would work unless I did. Nothing would move or change unless I moved and changed.
So often we’re in this state of limbo where we just can’t see our way through. We don’t know what to do. When that happens to me, I try to give away my worry. I breathe it out and let the sky take it. I plant my feet into the ground and let the Earth take it. I look out at the sea and let the water take it.
Then I watch where my mind goes when I ask, “What’s the best thing that could happen?” And where my mind goes is the decision I make.