Tag: Choice

Being Alone – A Relationship With Self

My DailyOM had this text today:

The most important relationship we have in our lives is with our selves. And even though we are the only ones who are present at every moment of our lives—from birth onward—this relationship can be the most difficult one to cultivate. This may be because society places such emphasis on the importance of being in a romantic partnership, even teaching us to set aside our own needs for the needs of another. Until we know ourselves, however, we cannot possibly choose the right relationship to support our mutual growth toward our highest potential. By allowing ourselves to be comfortable with being alone, we can become the people with whom we want to have a relationship.

Someone said this about living alone: I am not alone, I am with myself. Personally I need time alone as well as I need time being with other people.

This was originally posted at another (now extinct) blog of mine.

Life, plans and opportunities

John Lennon said ” Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.” To me it does not mean to skip plans entirely, just that we need to enjoy life too.

Opportunity favors the prepared mind” is the tag line for BlackRock, an investment company. It is also a great way of thinking, being prepared and having alternatives at hand makes life easier. The more we consider our options, the more open we are to see and grab opportunities when they turn up.

This was originally posted at another (now extinct) blog of mine.

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I–
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost (1874 – 1963)

This was originally posted at another (now extinct) blog of mine.