I read this today, and it felt like a message to me. There are a couple of things I’ve been thinking about doing, but can’t quite push myself over the edge. Why is that? Why do I know what I probably should do, yet fight it? Both of these things are achievable, and doing one or the other would be a victory. I’d feel good about myself and proud. So what’s the hang-up? Sometimes I feel like there that proverbial devil on my shoulder whispering negative things to me, and I listen, wonder, make excuses.

Life would be so much simpler if we all did what we were supposed to do — but being human beings with free choice we often choose the “wrong” things. I feel like I try my best, but often kick myself because I haven’t done better. I want to be the best person I can be, but feel that I often fail myself because I can’t bring myself to that place where I desire change more than coasting, wishing, hoping…

Maybe I find bravery, and take the leaps I need to make. Wish me luck.