Baskets

Another Monday. It could be a beginning like any other—the start of a new month or a new year. A chance to relinquish responsibilities or accept opportunities.  An occasion to claim victory or surrender to defeat. Or circumstances to simply allow the flood of life to wash over the world and take you with it, wherever it goes. Like every moment in time, today presents more than a million ways to begin a new experience and at least twice that number to abandon old ones.  Unchosen paths correspond with missed opportunities. Missed opportunities leave us with options no longer available…giving us chances to try them later or to reflect on losses we can never recover. Viewed another way, a Monday might coincide with an offer of a gift of tangerines that, if taken, retracts an offer of grapefruit and the provision of  a glass of tangerine juice. But if the offer of tangerines is accepted, apple cider and acorns may accompany it. If you’re after acorns, you may have to accept that you will never have access to watermelons. Every day’s complexities borrow fruits and nuts from someone else’s baskets.