A Decision or a Choice is Science

To make a decision is like a science experiment bubbling over on a hot bunsen burner, a flask of brew that can make an experiment fail or the task a success, the deciding moment is yours, or as simple as keeping warm to gather pinon wood. I stoop down with an arm load to gather more in that moment of choosing to take another piece.

I lose some of the wood off my arms, dropping on my knees, and then from some chaotic moment I lose balance and the whole pile is slipping from its unique extreme balancing act with one hand.

Decision to do so creates an unexpected, incomprehensible, thought provoking, mumbo jumbo of WTF’s.

Yet with everything I have to do now, I’m regretting the task of balancing wood with one arm. I will do my best.

I have the choice to be angry or the choice to be happy; that is the only thing I am in charge of for the moment, the only decision I can make.

I crouch down once again making a puzzle to prevent them as they fall. Then I sit a dry flat piece down in the middle of them all. I stand up from my crouch position with another pile high above my head. I’m a clever man, maybe one will drop from the walk to the house, my bicep aches with the load. Across the corral with my armful, my decision was a good one; to stack them, tuck them in a better load.

Grandma made a decision with Grandpa, that’s why I’m here..

Me Grandma, Big red and Denise at the summer house.

I’ve made decisions that were great on a temporary feeling.

I have also made horrible decisions on well thought out moments.

We make decisions, a lot of them every day.

I get curious about decisions. Some people play out a decision made by another that has no clue of the outcome or even the consequences.

Decisions are vast and I misspell it many times.

We can corner our future in a quick one, and later notice that we should have gone right when we went left.

Presidents are defined by decision, money, food, what to wear. Many people have that choice, many don’t. To make a decision for your future? Kinda crazy since you define who you are daily and not in the past.

I think it’s better to not make a choice or a misspelled decision, but rather make or prepare for an outcome, shoot for the best and expect that the devil will fuck it up. The devil may be you; although not making a choice is also a decision.

Prepare for a good one, hope that it will plant a seed that can be carried to the house and bring warmth to the house and the whole family.
Remember you are only as beautiful as your last misspelled—>decission.

One of my favorite’s

The Road Not Taken
Robert Frost

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.


10 thoughts on “A Decision or a Choice is Science”

  1. Morning Robert,
    THx for posting the poem that has been the centerpiece of my life since a young man. Today for me is one of humility and peace. Whatever was to happen in the election I knew who was in charge and the son was going to come up this morning. Blessings…


    P.S. I had Uilleann pipes made for me by Michael Hulme in England. I was in Ireland this September with my wife. Evenings in a good pub listening to pipe players set it all in motion. The sound grabs my heart. My grandparents came to America in the late 1880s from Ireland…

  2. Thank you for sharing your wisdom with us.

    I remember that poem from when I was in high school. I feel grateful that I have been realizing that I can choose which roads to travel since taking an online course back in spring of 2015. I have realized that I can take different paths than what my elders expect I will take.

    While I did not vote for either Donald nor Hillary, I am pleased that the people did not elect someone who is under federal investigation – or her foundation is under investigation. The official who spoke in the summer said that what she did was unlawful, but that was not her intent. (People have been arrested for carrying classified information across a halway that was unsecure, the law says nothing about intent, it is about being careless with classified – or top secret- information.) She also ignored repeated requests for help from Americans in Bengazi.

    I believe that the “ranting wild” Donald was his persona for getting more media coverage. I pray that he has compassion for clean water and Native Americans.

    I am lucky to have already learned that I have the choice about how I feel. Happy, angry, sad, etc… I think it is part of being human that we feel each emotion for a while, but I have learned to let go of anger and sadness. Besides sustained anger can cause health problems. Constant worry causes ulcers… etc.

    Decisions: Sometimes the best decision is to retreat and regroup. If we walk into a situation where there are many strangers and we get a sick feeling in our gut, or the hair on the back of our neck stands up, retreating is a good decision. Choose a different pathway to the other side of town. Asking for answers before someone knows all the facts can be a recipe for disaster. Some choices are offered again. Example: the person I voted for this time also ran 4 years ago. Back then I believed an elder who said, if you vote for a third party candidate you throw away your vote. This time I was ready to vote for someone whose values I mostly agreed with, even if it was over 90% likely that she would not win. This time I understood, if a third party candidate receives 5% or more of the vote, they will have more funding and a possiblility to be in the national debates next time.

    Blessings and prayers for all.

    Love to all,


  3. We can never know what tomorrow may bring. The best made planning for what we think we want or need can change from one sunrise to the next. Our past and our present is proof enough to tell us that. It takes true courage to take a road unknown or less traveled. Nothing in life comes easy. Being young and foolish unfortunately translates to becoming old and lost for many of us. The new path or road one chooses today just may be the one you have looked for all your life. While others may turn away it is my belief in the power of hope. With respect and honor always, thank you for your words of wisdom.

  4. Robert,
    I have made the choice to follow your blog and I am so grateful for that. Beauty in its truest form, a deep blue sky caressed by thunder clouds. Soft cleansing rain nourishing my soul, filling my senses as I bask in pure waters. Your words and music take me back to what is real. I thank you for that, as I shed healing tears, my heart is lifted and it takes flight over golden trees swaying in mornings light a new day is born. A new day is born and I am here to partake in its beauty.
    Much love to you, standing rock, pure waters, clean air and good earth. May life’s garden be the path less taken.

  5. Good morning, Robert. I came to your website to check for any upcoming performances. I hope you’ll be coming to the East Coast this year.

    When I saw this writing of yours, written on 11/9/16, I figured it might have something to do with the decisions made by so many of us in this country to elect who we did. Although you used the word “Presidents”, I believe you meant to say “Precedents”, as in decisions made based on previous decisions/actions.

    If you were to write about the madness of this past election, I can imagine how it would sound… but if you think I’d be surprised, I’d love to hear your perspective.


  6. Collective choices bother me. I know I cannot live in isolation and that collective effort yields positives for the heard, most importantly protection. But when those overwhelming decisions do occur, there is this primordial urge to be solitary that boils up, the feeling that I can only count on me. It is a lonely thought but soothing somehow when the world around me attempts to smother my admittedly tiny existence. For my life force to continue, sometimes I have to turn inward and retreat into what I know is true and right for me. It is now one of those times.

  7. You are right. We can only control our decisions. Much is out of our hands. Such as the distraught people in America and the choices many people made which resulted in those on the opposite side being angry.

    I can only hope that these people, mostly young, will understand that change cannot come by destroying buildings, cars and each other.

    Love your brother as you love yourself. Treat others as you wish to be treated.

    Imagine what could be accomplished if the energy spent marching, yelling, and being violent was spent doing good and helping others.

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