Here I am at a few days over 100. I haven't done this in a while and I thought I have a bit of time so here goes.
The Power of choice.
A lot is said here and questioned here and I watch, wonder and sometimes go aha. This is one of those aha moments (for me). As with anything here take what you want and leave the rest, flames will not be acknowledged.
Today I looked at the choices I have. I found I have about three. Do something really different, keep on doing the same or do abosolutely nothing. I had to invarialbly go with the doing something really different choice.
When I do nothing, nothing changes and everything remains the same this is just like keeping on doing the same. I was asked yesterday why I quit. Yes it was about my health, yes it was about extending my life and making the quality of the life I have better than what it was. There are a multitude of reasons why I quit and all of those reasons there to fortify the person I would like to be, to really be a person that I can be proud of and a person that I am not afraid to give the best to.
The person also asked me how I had remained quit. I thought about this for a while and I said that I was utilizing my ability to choose. For me it is about choice, every moment is a choice. Do I keep my word to myself? Do I give myself a better quality of life? Do I let myself breath freely and with ease? Do I give myself something that I can be proud of and stand with dignity?
I invariably choose to answer yes to these questions. Who wouldn't? Well the addict in me for one. The part of me, (a part that seems to get smaller everyday, and a part that I must watch like a hawk) the part of me that wants to drop by the corner market and pick up a pack of smokes. The addict in me is a wylie and coniving character who has got his way for a very long time. The higher part of me is constantly having to push the addict down. I am going to break tradition here and say that another choice that I make in this moment is to let the addict die a cared for death. Meaning? I choose in this moment to love, thank and give the addict in me a honouring funeral.
The spirit of the nicotine addict in me will be with me forever. Why do I need to fight and beat and kick the addict into place. This addict is beaten and