I choose chocolate.
Why?
Because I like it
Because I crave it
Because it tastes good
Because it makes me feel good
Because it was convenient
Because it was better
Because I don't like vanilla.
I choose chocolate, because i choose chocolate.
Simple.
A month ago, I was introduced at a conference to this simple but abstract idea. Two comparisons, one choice, countless reasons. How many times a day do we justify our choices? Look back at your life. What situations do you wish you had chose differently based upon the outcome? What do you wish you did, or wish you didn't do? At this very moment, what you are doing is based upon the choice that you made. The outcomes are the result. There is no reason to look back at it or make it mean anything. You did what you did because at that moment you made the choice to do, think and live it.
My fixed way of being has controlled me for majority of my life. I gave my choices stories, I made them mean so much more than they were worth. It gave me a long list of excuses. The rackets that I brought to my life made my reasons come alive. My personal complaints were a result of my own creations. Nothing had happened, but what I had made these creations mean was a whole different category in my life. My darkness. Everything that I was holding on too and everything that I was holding back about myself.
The question raised. What have I been authentic about being inauthentic about?
I could say: Not standing up for myself, letting others walk all over me, letting my past relationships break down my new ones, not telling my loved ones how I really feel.
Check my choices.
I have had complete control over everything I had thought was making me what I was. From failed relationships, reasons for feeling misunderstood, my body image, my trust issues, my responsibilities. After all the blame I had put on everything and everybody else, the choice to clear the air and make new possibilities real for myself was right in front of me. The options are not what shape us, neither are the choices, nor the outcome. We must handle what comes at us and simply just make a decision. Whether it is telling somebody how much you love them, spending a considerable amount of money, sleeping in, skipping out, making dinner, going for a run, buying flowers. The intentions of the choice will always be there. But you are going to have to live with the choice regardless, so don't make it mean anything. It is what it is, not what it should be.
The reality is that shit happens. But what would we have to talk about if it didn't?
The reality is that shit happens. But what would we have to talk about if it didn't?
So I choose chocolate. Because chocolate, is my choice.
