Someone may have difficulty motivating himself to make decisions. It is interesting to think of what a decision is. The root of the work gives a hint, since it is related to “cutting” or “striking”. Scissors, excision, and incision are siblings of “decision.” I picture it as a sort of “pruning” in the garden of the forking paths, whereby we cut away all the roads we might have travelled for the sake of selecting a single one. If we are to make a decision that is not capricious or arbitrary, we will have allowed reason to inform our pruning. But sometimes we don’t have enough information or sometimes we don’t sufficiently understand (with theoretical reason) the information we have and the result is that our practical reason is incapacitated. Inversely, it also follows that the more clearly we understand the issue in question, the easier the decision. In fact, perfect understanding will converge on a single decision. This is the interesting way in which perfection of knowledge actually limits our choices because it increasingly reveals all of the possible paths except the right one to be mistakes and the only way someone would choose what he knows to be a mistake is by fiddling with the definition of those words. Spinoza thought of freedom as the same thing as necessity. It is a strange idea, but doubtless, this is what he meant. Namely, if I am certain of the correct decision, I am bound to make it.
The interesting question remains as to how we motivate ourselves to care about striving to achieve this certainty, and the only answer is something like “love of wisdom” and this is why philosophy is always indistinguishable from mysticism at its upper limit. By the eye of wisdom we discern the Good and on the wings of love we ascend to it. Wisdom lights the way and love inspires our limbs to travel it. Insight into this connection completes our concept of philosophy with its complement. In other words, “love of wisdom” is at the same time “wisdom of love.”