Making choices, one decision at a time, has become my way of being since this extended illness began in June. That’s how I make my art work, one motif at a time. It’s not been so very often,however, regarding my decision making method in the past and how I ran my life. However, a dear friend who has stood by me, checking in on me every few days, has added another aspect to the process. “It’s all about choices, Nance, it’s all about choices!”, he’s constantly reminding me. While he’s usually referring as to whether or not I stick to my restrictive diet, takes the 42 pills/day, and rest and take care of myself, his comment is also not a bad metaphor for life.
Growing up in the 60s, Eleanor Roosevelt’s concept of making good choices in the illustration above was instilled in us by our parents and in school. Coupled with that were the undesirable consequences that were inevitable if good choices weren’t made. Fear was often a part of that decision making process, and punishments were doled out accordingly. When I began teaching in the early 70s, that method of educating kids was still active, but somewhere in the 80s, the pendulum swung, and society didn’t seem to value good choices so much anymore,
I am definitely not proposing beating children, or anybody else into compliance as was often done when I was a child. I do, however, feel that my life would be easier right now if society supported this rather austere life I’m leading now compared to how it was just six moths ago. I had piled on years of neglect onto my body, so that when I was besieged by the Lyme and tick malaria diseases, I had practically no immune system to fend off the bacteria and parasites. A very lengthy recovery period facing me is the consequence.
I do see more and more people making wise choices these days with regard to their bodies, their medical decisions, and their spirituality. I have also drawn to me a group of like-minded souls who are on the same wave-length regarding how they choose to mindfully live. While not society at large, these friends do constant mirrors for me as to how I want to live my life. Ultimately, however, if I don’t have the internal will to choose to continue to stick to my regimen, I’ll quickly slide back into poor health. So, it’s with a great deal of gratitude that I have this man in my life to remind me every so often, “It’s all about choices, Nance, it’s all about choices!”.
How mindfully do you make your life decisions? Do you take into consideration any consequences before making your choices?
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