Recently I wrote how discipline is a cake-walk if you have an unquestionable supreme motive, something you want like Batman wants vengeance. Otherwise, you're just whipping a confused horse that's not sure if it wants the carrot or the water today.

But how many of us are singularly focused zealots shouting, "I don't care if I get fired from my job and have to live on the streets, I will NEVER miss one of my kids swim meets!" Ok, none of us...

We're often stuck in the cozy but tortuous limbo-hell of competing wants and indecision.

And sometimes you have to slash your way out. No, not burn the entire Amazon rainforest, but when yours arms, legs, and ankles are slither-wrapped and pulled in opposite directions by competing vines of desire on the rack of pain known as indecision - you have to slash and burn your way free.

"Nothing is worse than indecision. Be wrong. But be decisively wrong"

~Alexander the Great, Virtues of War

If you want to be free, get willing to be a little mad and whittle yourself to clarity any way you can:

• What worst-of-all fate awaits me if I languish in this holding pattern for another 5 weeks/months/years?

• What kind of person would ALWAYS choose each of these paths - and which of those archetypes do I admire?

• Is this an act-first-and-face-the-consequences or the wait-and-see-and-miss-the-boat kind of situation?

• If what I choose now, and not choosing is a choice too, were to become my permanent identity, who do I want to be?

In a world of self-care and "do what feels right," we can drown in a sea of self-soothing cupcakes and convenient excuses that enslave us to our short-term desires. Breaking chains takes a touch of grit.