I often struggle with decisions.
My brain gets muddled with the options and possibilities, pros and cons, confusion and waffling.
How can I know all the dynamics of what’s best for everyone concerned.
But I can decide how to be — calm, grounded, and open-hearted, trusting knowing to come when action is needed, and resting in quiet patience until then.
I’m finding that my heart’s presence is always accepting and spacious; it’s only when I’m in my head that the churn of struggle clouds my clarity.
Confusion then becomes a reminder to drop out of thought to the language and guidance of heart.