As the coyote walked across, he stopped on top of the mound of dirt and looked around. He could sense me looking at him through the window. He looked at me for a while, then continued on his way.
He knew where he was going.
Do we know where we are going?
We have so many choices to make, every day, every moment. Most of the time we aren't even aware of all the choices we make. Are our choices taking us where we want to go?
What if we learned to choose the thoughts that propelled us to live life to the fullest and do it with JOY!?