The Path

Have you ever felt as if you wanted to do something you knew was totally out of character but you didn’t care?

Have you ever felt completely empty inside?

The feeling that leaves you wondering which way is up and which is down. You don’t know what to do, how to react or even where to go. Thoughts begin to flood your mind leaving you vulnerable, open to temptations, not knowing where the origins are coming from, weather it be good or bad.

Recently I’ve been trying to figure out a lot of things about my life. From career to relationships to spirituality, it’s all a part of who I am. I can’t deny that the experiences I’ve had and the people I’ve met have brought me to the point I am at today, both for the positive and negative. Yet somehow today I feel completely empty. No idea where to go, or what to do. There are so many good things and people in my life and so many good directions I could go; but I can’t seem to shake this feeling. The feeling I might make a mistake or settle for something I shouldn’t. I thought I wanted to be an Art Director for a publishing company & that still might be a worthy goal, yet after some study and discussion with professionals it’s beginning to seem like not necessarily the wrong path to take, but possibly not the best one. I’ve come to find I’m more suited as a designer not a manager.

So what do you do? How do we answer these life altering questions?

Some have said to rely upon the heavenly sources we’re so greatly blessed to have. Don’t get me wrong I trust my savior and know that he will help me, but for some reason I just can’t seem to get myself out of the darkness that seems to consume. Others have said patience is the key, just wait and ‘only time will tell’. Yes, I believe this too, however, I can’t just sit and wait for things to fall out of the sky. The path is straight, it is narrow, this path that leads us home to our heavenly parents, yet no one ever said it would be easy and it definitely is not! It seems the older I get the more complex and complicated things get. I will admit there are times I wish I could go back, back to the time when life made sense and it was simpler. I guess it’s a part of growing up; there must be growing pains in every stage.

Yet, is it too much to ask for a little help? and direction?