Life's Choices and Paths

Life is a contemplation of oneself. It is a string of moments, experiences, feelings and thoughts that make up our lives. Regardless of how we view the glass, it is what it is, a glass. We pour the drink, we chose the drink and we chose whether it is half empty or half full. Some people pour milk into that glass, by the time it is time to drink from it, the milk has curdled. Others pour water, never changing and steady it is ready to be taken at any time, whether to your liking or not. There are some that pour wine, it ages in the open and breathes in the life around it that brings out its natural tones so by the time it is savored, it has a delicious bouquet. But it all comes down to one thing; we choose what goes into the glass because we choose our own path. It isn't fate, it isn't society, it isn't God - we have the ability to choose and make decisions on our own. Though in some way, each of those things affects the path we are on, we are the one who has to take the next step.

Our circumstances do not make us, we make our circumstances and this is very important to remember. If you are in a hole, there aren't many people who can throw you a rope - dig your own way out. You are the only one who can do it because if someone else pulls you out, you might fall back into the same hole you just came out of and then not know how to get out of it on your own. Our paths are littered with these holes, the puddles, the storms. But there are also flowers, blue skies and warm sunshine that will overtake the dark spaces if we let them. But here again, lies another choice - do we savor the good to get through the bad or does the bad rule every part of our lives and we don't see the good? Each day when we rise, we make the choice of how to face the day.

I make my own choices and no one else makes them for me. So whatever situation I am in, I have made a choice to be there in some manner. Sometimes things do happen but in some indirect way, I made a choice to be in that position and I have to remember that. That is one thing that I cannot run away from, the fact that I have played these cards, made these steps and there isn't any backtracking in the game of life. You can't go back - but you can look back and learn from things instead of stumbling into the future blinded by tears of a haunting past that you can't face. As for me, I am going to fill my glass halfway with wine and hope that I don't spill it as I trudge forward, step by step, slowly - into the path that I have chosen.