Shackled in the snare of ever -ending anxiety. Worried that is increasingly abusive when faced with two options. Two choices that have been a dilemma all my life. Two options for which there is never further certainty.
Indecision that always demands to think quickly about a decision. A really tough decision. Doubt is a friend who always makes the shadows of life.
Between two choices that forced me to choose from the uncertainty that I experienced. Hoping there is advice from nature that directs a real choice. Like eating simalakama fruit that is full of tossing and turning in waves of doubt
The snare of indecision that makes me more and more anxious all the time that goes by. When I decided to serve in compassion for others.
But I was constantly faced with the demand to organize a new life. It’s like the life that I’m about to build. It’s very painful for me.
I’m not ready to lead my new life. I have not decided to step up to organize the mahligai of life. The achievement of my dreams for the sake of humanitarian work.
As if deeper and deeper into the realm of doubt that always guides me. There is no definite decision in favor of the steps of my life.
While I beseech Him with all the instructions that are always given by Him. It’s really a whack in the heart when you are in doubt. Which seems to never end embracing the shadows of my life.
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