Decisions are the privilege we’ve been granted to have a hand in penning the script of our lives. And in the writing, the question is not the availability of the paper or the pen. The question is the wisdom to use them rightly.

Instinct is all of our humanity being deliberately honest with all of life.

Either we are running ‘from’ what we fear or running ‘to’ what we fear. The former is a choice controlled by fear, the latter is an action inspired by it.

A commitment to never getting knocked down is in reality a decision to never stand up.

Our best-laid plans are often our worst-made decisions.

If I have refused to risk, I have in the self-same decision refused to love. And if indeed I have refused to love, tragically I have refused to live. And when will I realize that that in and of itself is an unacceptable risk.

Too often I’ve decided not to decide for fear that deciding might be a bad decision. But that decision is based on the rant of fear verses the whisper of wisdom.