Look both ways when you cross the street at the intersection. Wouldn’t it be easy if there were only two ways to look as you come to crossroads in your life?
Instead, we have a multitude of circumstances that pull us in various ways most every moment in our lives. It is not two ways, although we often consider the events to be dual in nature. We are subject to physical, cultural, spiritual, psychological, economic, political, interpersonal, …, the list will extend in so many directions that to simplify, we try to make this a choice between two things. It is not a choice between two things, and as we proceed through life, the complications come from so many angles, we are often surprised as new situations arise.
It is interesting to me how the different parts collide, such as reading or watching or hearing the news. Am I amused, angered, sorrowed, or numb? Does the chemical hormone release throw me to the wolves of my own demise as I stake out my stance on politics, while lusting after the clerk at the grocery store, and ignoring the red light up ahead? Is it the allergy medicine that robs me of my religious certainty? Did the fast food tear me away from the beauty of the sunset? How did I not see the brick wall ahead as I looked both ways?
How many decades will it take to finally be aware that the combination comes from so many sources that I need to keep a safe center from which to observe all this?