We're facing more choices than ever in history... yet most of us can't make decisions

Remember The Sunscreen Song, which came out with the Romeo and Juliet movie in the late 1990s? When it comes to snappy truth bombs, this song is an absolute goldmine (it’s basically Pinterest in music). These lines are among the most memorable, for me: “Whatever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance – so are everybody else’s.”
Personally, I don’t believe in ‘chance’. But I love this lyric because it reminds me not to put too much pressure on myself when it comes to making choices – because I don’t have absolute power to determine the outcome. Since that song came out and I’ve gained a greater understanding that anything I create in my life is a partnership between myself and the Universe, I now realise that I can’t possibly make a bad choice. #relief

One of the main factors that drives people to book an angel card reading with me is they’re facing a tough decision. Their circumstances can be vastly different – a job opportunity that requires them to move cities, a relationship that is no longer satisfying, perhaps – but the common thread is fear of failure. They know deep down what is right for them, but they’re scared to commit to that course of action in case they’re ‘wrong’.
I read a UK magazine article recently which suggested that people in the west are facing more decisions than ever before in history, and as a result, our anxiety over making any selection has increased. Previous generations – particularly women – did not have as many options available to them as far as jobs, relationships and lifestyle. We can now have anything and do anything we want – yay! That’s undoubtedly a good thing, and I’m not for a minute advocating our choices should be curbed, but if you’ve ever found yourself stressed out over a four-page pizza menu, unable to make a selection, you’ll know that too many choices can be overwhelming.

“From research we know that people with no choice are significantly more resilient because they can blame life or other people when they make a wrong decision,” psychologist Pieter Kruger says in the article. “But if you make a wrong decision having had a range of choice, you have no one to blame but yourself. We become much more obsessive because we want to make the right decision every time.”
US psychologist Barry Schwarz, author of The Paradox Of Choice, agrees. In an article with The Guardian he described how there are so many varieties of jeans available now – stone-washed, straight-leg, boot-fit, distressed, zip fly, button fly, slightly distressed, very distressed, knee-holed, thigh-holed, knee and thigh-holed – that his expectations of finding the perfect pair for him are high… and inevitably, he winds up disappointed. 
Adding to our decision-making anxiety is social media, which has somehow become our yardstick of success. We’re being constantly slammed with pictures of people appearing to nail their life choices – cosy relationships, chic wardrobe picks, glamorous travel itineraries and high-achieving kids. Even though we may be vaguely aware that what we’re looking at is contrived and edited, rather than an accurate summary of other people’s lives, we can still wind up feeling like everyone else is doing life *right*. The allure of achieving something equally fabulous can be strong.
If you feel crippled by decision making, it might be worth asking yourself if you’re putting too much pressure on yourself to achieve a dream result. The resulting state of stress means you’ll struggle to hear guidance from your intuition (which is your best asset when it comes to making decisions). 
From a spiritual perspective, it is not possible to make a bad decision, because every course of action you take will teach you something valuable you need to know for your soul’s journey. Even if the situation doesn’t work out the way you’d hoped, you will always be better for it. Plus, the Universe has a way of course-correcting you if you go way off track.
When I finished my journalism degree, I struggled to find employment. After three months I applied for, and got, a role on a business newspaper – which, for someone with zero interest in financial journalism, was not an appealing option. A year later, that publishing company went into receivership, owing me more than $2200 in unpaid wages and holiday pay*. This was not, obviously, an optimum result for me. But that does not mean it was a bad decision. I got the valuable experience I needed, which, as a new graduate in a flooded job-seeker market, I was struggling to get. I learned professional skills that set me up for my career path. Plus, I made a friend I instantly bonded with – and 15 years later, we remain close. I lost money, and I ended up unemployed again for several months… but if given the chance to go back, I would make the same decision again. 
The truth is, the Universe will always make sure you end up in the right place, and among the right people, for your highest good. You may not have Oprah Winfrey’s wealth, Lena Dunham’s body of work or Salma Hayek’s boobs, and probably you never will, but you do have a pure heart, a resilient spirit, treasured memories, wonderful people in your life and the knowledge that the best is yet to come.

This I know to be true: you are exactly where you are supposed to be. I imagine that some people will find that depressing – probably because they believe that they have total control over their lives, or they had expectations of something more glamorous – but I personally find it enormously comforting. It means I’m being looked after by the Universe, and it also means that while I have the power to create anything I want, my choices won’t have the monumentally dire consequences I might have imagined.
The only bad decision we can possibly make is to let fear paralyse us to the extent that we make no decision at all.
Instead of procrastination, let’s choose courage and action. 


*I got back about $345 of this around a year later, after the liquidators had settled the company’s affairs. Sad face. 

Ready, set, procrastinate!

Ostrich burying its head in the sand
There’s a mouldy nectarine in the bottom of my fridge. It’s been about a week since I first noticed it, and I have continued to notice it, several times a day, without doing anything about it. The nectarine continues to rot, and I continue to ignore it. It’s a bit of a shit Mexican standoff really; of course the nectarine will ultimately win, and all of my fresh vegies will lose, which means I lose. And yet despite knowing that the mess in the vegie drawer is getting worse the longer I delay throwing out that nectarine, I continue to ignore the problem. Gross.


I’m not telling you about my nectarine sitch to explain how desperately my vegie drawer needs a solid clean – and I want to assure you that the rest of my house is very tidy and hygienic – but because it illustrates in a really disgusting way just how procrastination has taken hold of my life lately.

Here is a list of things I need to do that I have been putting off for a month or so, some trivial, others fairly pressing:
·                     ·      Locking in dates for my trip to New York this winter. (Note to self: it is officially Autumn now. Autumn is followed by winter. That means winter is happening very soon. Pull your finger out!)
·                     ·      Getting a new gym program. I am so booored by my workouts that I’m putting very little effort in (counter-productive, no?). Some days I don’t even sweat. If I’m going to drag my ass out of bed at 5.30am you’d think I’d be committed to making the most of this time. But somehow the effort of booking a personal trainer to create a new program for me keeps falling into the ‘I’ll do it next week’ category.
·                     ·      Following through on all the angel card readings I have promised people. It’s not that I don’t want to do the readings, I just never quite get around to locking them in.
·                     ·      Sorting out my accounting records. Yuck.
·                     ·      Getting some new meditation podcasts. I feel like I’m not going deep enough with my meditations at the moment, and not getting the clarity I used to. This something I really I need to address, or else I’m going to find my ability to manage stress and the general challenges of everyday life will be seriously hampered, and I’ll start getting stuck.
·                     ·      Finishing the two new short stories I’ve started and polishing two older ones to be entered in competitions (one of my goals this year).
·                     ·      Enrolling in more volunteering projects (another key 2015 goal).


When I look at this list, there’s a common denominator. It’s so obvious that Fear is at play behind my decision to delay/avoid all of these tasks. I don’t want to tackle my accounting records because they never add up properly at first and it takes hours longer than it should and it’s frustrating and I’m scared I will realise I’m too stupid to manage being self-employed. I don’t want to plan my New York trip because I’m scared I will find that I can’t afford it, and have to ditch the whole idea. I don’t want to find new meditation podcasts because I’m scared they might be too hard, and will prove that, actually, I really suck at meditation and will never improve. I don’t want to do more angel card readings for my friends because I’m scared the messages I give people might not be meaningful to them or will reveal stuff they don’t want to hear and they’ll hold that against me and tell other people I’m crap and WHAT IF THAT’S TRUE?!

Wow.

In short, I’m scared I’m not good enough. I’m scared I will fail. So basically I’m scared of the same stuff you, and every other person on this planet, is scared of – and that’s why I’m procrastinating.

But here’s the thing about Fear: it only holds its power over you for as long as there is an absence of proof that the things you are scared of could happen. And the only way to know if that proof exists is to do what you’re scared of. Yuck. The good news: through that process one of two things will happen: you will find that the thing you were scared of was never really there, or you will find that you can handle it. That’s a win-win situation.



I know all of this, and yet I continue to procrastinate. I’m putting a stop to that right now. You all are my witnesses. I’ve set myself a challenge to tick as many of these things off my list as I can by April 16 (four weeks away).


I’ll start with that nectarine. 


UPDATE: Since writing this post, my housemate has thrown out the rotten fruit and cleaned out the vegie drawer. Subsequent laboratory testing has revealed it was a peach, not a nectarine. All is well.