The Magic 8 Ball
“He loves me, he loves me not.” Words spoken as flowers petals are slowly pulled off.
Unfortunately, “He loves me not” is what 13-year-old Dose came to believe as the last petal dropped.
Imagine relying on a flower for an answer. Crazy.
But do we not do that now? Not with flowers, but with a flip of a coin, a visit to the local psychic, or a tally from a 100-friend poll.
After making many significant decisions in my life, and watching others make their life-changing choices, the Dose has come to realize that such decisions are so personal that no one or no thing can choose better than the one who must cast the final choice.
A ‘magic’ ball is programed to provide only one of eight non-specific answers. The flower only has so many petals. The psychic always asks your name when, in fact, shouldn’t they already know it? And what happens when there are three choices and a two-sided coin?
Answers don’t come from these sources. And they are not found in other people. The best answer to your question only comes from you. Dig deep…it’s there!