At the edge of a coin

When you are at the edge of a decision, a decision that might change all your life, a decision that scares you, it is inevitable to expect a sign somehow. A divine intervension to decide for you. A song on the radio telling you what to do, a dream that shows the outcome of your choice or a bolt of Zeus flashing right in front of you because you are messing up destiny. Anything would do, just a little sign somewhere.
I cannot be considered as a religious person, not at all. However, I do need a miraculous touch sometimes. If there exists a God I am sure he/she is pretty pissed off about my hypocrisy, but how do you expect me to decide on such an existence problem when I cannot make even simple decisions in my life? Who is the hypocrit  now?
Anyway, after sleepless nights,  pro con lists and all I have only one thing left for the final decision. Because they say: "When faced with two choices, simply toss a coin. It works not because it settles the question for you, but because in that brief moment when the coin is in the air, you suddenly know what you are hoping for."
So, heads or tails?

Menrva

So let's start with the question: Why Minerva? Surely this wasn't the name given to me by my parents, i wish it was though. Minerva is who I want to be; strong, wise and talented. The goddess of poetry, medicine, magic. Best of all, she is the great warrior.
And this will be my asylum, the place where I escape to, it will be my barracks to transform me to that warrior, and if there are few there willing to share my butterfly story, willing to add or just smile at, I would be more than glad!
So here I am; trying to find peace on the Roman Land..
Let's start, shall we?!