Now, you and I are more alike than we are different. Because of this I am pretty sure you have, in private moments of melancholy retrospection, re-explored those two or three pivotal moments of your life.

In a sense every moment is a pivot. Each instance of choice be it mundane or profound presents a bifurcation. Sliding doors as they say. These instances are so numerous and so frequent that our lives seem to unfold and express without interruption.
Like the patterns on a grand Persian rug rolled out for our inspection.
Do we have free will? Of course we do.

But that’s not what I’m hinting at here. I’m talking about those few moments where it is astonishingly clear to you that you are right now at a significant fork in the road, and that your choice in that moment will set you forth, and peel you away from that alternate, forever unknown and never to be experienced future.

Like that moment when you are driving and you turn off onto another road, and out of the corner of your eye you watch the original road roll away at a diagonal, quickly taking its own journey and its own destination out of sight and over the horizon.
Soon forgotten among the imminent demands of the travel.

I say two or three such moments, because that is how many I have had. Perhaps it is different for you. 

In those moments it was crystal clear that there was a pivot, a rotation, a leaning into something.
Just a moment of choice, of possibility, you might say….of the ultimate creativity.
Then the pivot is done and it’s just life. The other destination, and so many unknown things, forever over the horizon.

Just like you, in some quiet moments I wonder how the world would be if I had chosen otherwise.

Some people posit that there are in actuality multi-verses, and that in some other space there is the you that did not take the turn. Living their own life… and perhaps wondering occasionally how things might be if they had.

I do not believe there are multiverses.
Each pivot is all we can know for certain, and everything that arises thereafter is all we have.

And yet.