It was one of those strange days, dark and raining in the west, bright and sunny in the east. But it was warm and too nice to stay in for lunch. I changed into sneakers, grabbed my umbrella and iPod and headed out.

I started in the direction of the sun, but a half mile away from campus, the wind blew the dark clouds and rain my way. I put up my umbrella and turned back toward my office, only to see that the sun was bright and shining to my right, so I went that way.

Eventually I walked out from under from the rain, closed my umbrella, and put on my sunglasses.

Not long after, the winds changed and the rain blew my way again. I turned on my heel, and walked the other way.

I did this a few times before I passed a coworker who made a remark about the strange weather.

“Yeah, it doesn’t make any sense,” I said. “It keeps switching direction. I’ve decided I’m just going to follow the sun,” I said as I pointed to brighter skies ahead of me.

As we parted and I continued on my higgledy-piggledy way, it occurred to me that we always have that choice.

Dark or light.  Happy or sad. Positive or negative. Glass half full or half empty.  Understanding or impatience. Compassion or frustration.

We can always choose to follow the sun. We don’t have to walk into the dark clouds. We can always turn our face to the brightest spot and go there.

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