I want to be and do all that I want to in this life. And there's so much I could be and do... Is there enough time for me to have it all? I read about the fig tree analogy that comes from Sylvia Plath's novel, 'The Bell Jar'.
Being uncertain is not the same as being aimless. Not knowing where you're going is not the same as having no future. Feeling directionless does not mean your life lacks direction. Rather, some of the most important seasons of life may begin in confusion. There is a strange kind of wisdom in not knowing. And in that, there are also all the possibilities of what could be.
