At every moment you have a choice.
Will you choose that which magnifies dignity and freedom? Or that which reduces life step by step to a shadow of itself?
The choices are often subtle, and it can sometimes be terribly hard to know which is which. And the familiar responses of a lifetime, turned to habit through endless repetition, have a weight and trajectory of their own which can make it look like you have no choice at all.
But your relationships with others, with your work, and with life itself are born of a million small choices like this.
Do you even know what kind of life you’re in the midst of choosing?