Past and present converge as if to confirm our potential. What we were, and are, seem only slightly separated by time, and we’re left to wonder how long, and what form, our next iteration will take.
What to do at this particular fork? Succumb to the questions, the doubts, the what-ifs and regrets? Or rejoice in the knowledge that wisdom requires us to travel a winding road? To question our experience, to dig deep enough to find the treasure that the process of self-discovery slowly (but surely) reveals.
Maybe we can walk both roads, so long as we end up on the latter. Or maybe they’re the same road, separating us from our future much like we are from our past.
If we had it to do over again, I think we’d all change some things. Much as we may be content with where, and who, we are, it’s unlikely we’d choose to replicate on every detail. That said, today is our future’s past. It’s the place and time we’ll one day look back on and formulate our what-ifs.
If we’ve got changes to make, best to do so now. It’s a much better strategy than regret.
