Sitting in the sun on the yellow bench under the tall fir trees this morning was calm and peaceful. With our amiable dog for companionship, and out of the breeze, you can step off the daily merry-go-round and observe the world going by for a while. Most of the sounds are birds, wind in the branches and the occasional car passing on the lane outside. Sometimes a plane flies high overhead or an unusual cloud drifts by. I had the courage to change to a new path and it’s wonderful.
At the other extreme is memories of city commuting. Those packed trains, inevitable delays, petty annoyances amplified by the daily stresses and the lined faces of seasoned commuters. The heat, the effort, the tired feet. Long, long working days and all for a higher income.
Recently down at the beach for a walk with the dog I noticed the time was 5:30pm. Rush hour in the major cities. Tens of thousands of people flooding into the underground. Solid lines of cars backed up at traffic lights, barely moving. Long distance commuters flying along on the motorways.
At the beach there was no one. Just me, the dog and the sea.
Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.
Roy T. Bennett
It’s a choice to live here with clean air, among fewer people who mostly know each other. The downside is it takes longer to get somewhere but it’s worth it to us.
Knowing you always have a choice makes most things easier. Even the intensity of commuting is lessened by a definite purpose.
So, if living isn’t as alive as it could be, maybe it’s time to plan a new plan? A better world awaits.
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