The bigger picture

You ever doubt practically everything you’re able to do? Is this a hazy midlife crisis that happens at a transition of your life unaware of, but yet part of such a great plan by the Living God?

Where you question your capacities and your skills? Do you go back to the drawing board? What does that mean going back to the drawing board?

This isn’t even imposter syndrome where you feel like you don’t deserve the accolades. You’re just, meh. Withdrawal. Nothing thrilling. Except for looking within or farther out.

This is where you truly feel like you can barely deliver as you used to - is it time to look for something new?

Yet, you have known one thing for so long.

When silence is your foe - but such a wormhole you’ve fell deep into - when and how do you find that light at the end of the tunnel? Is there a light?

Would you trust your instincts to something that looks like nothing is what you’ve always thought of to be the best for you, is actually the best for you? For once, you’re stating to listen to your instinct.

Something whispered and you noticed but only got you where you are. Only you can see it. You’re not a fool, you tell yourself - for once.

Will you blindly play the game or accept the cards that are dealt for you, and withdraw?

Will you trust the narrow door?

Will you trust your lack of control, is a greater call of faith for assurance that … it’ll be okay, wherever you land, or fall - you can never be a failure.

There’s limitless possibilities in scarcity.

You see it.

It’s a matter of time, till the dots can connect.