As a sense of complacency washes over me, I wondered if I am drifting like a rudderless boat in the middle of an ocean? Which way am I headed? Is there more to my life than what I got?
Nope, I am not loosing my mind. Nor am I hallucinating from extended staying at home. From time to time I get into this mode of self examination, look at my situation, and try to figure out what is missing.
Yeah, not my favorite task, it requires brutal honesty. Why do I do it? You ask. Is it a form of self torture? The reason is this: most of the time we are answering to other people’s needs. But who is looking out for ourselves? Our needs?
Just want to make sure that I am clear on what my needs are, and if they are being met. If not, what course corrections are needed.
How often do you take stock of your life’s situations?
Running with Buddha 