Hands on the Wheel
Despite circumstance, outside forces, enemy, fears, failure, and fomo —
I am the one controlling the wheel on my life. I decide my values, beliefs, passengers, perspective and direction.
Everything else be damned, at least I can choose where I’m going, and can always improve who I am as I go along. Nothing is fixed. Life is bendable. Even the worst realities can become beckons of strength or at least hope. I know this.
Will anger or anxiety help me navigate towards my direction? Maybe, but it won’t get me there faster, nor will it make the experience enjoyable.
No matter what gets in the way, or takes me down a different way, I can enjoy the direction and beauty too. Amor fati. Love of one’s fate.
STAY BOLD, Keep Pursing,
— Josh Waggoner