In the waiting room of life

dealing with decision overwhelm in your thirties

I’ve had the feeling recently of being in a waiting room, not for the doctor’s or dentist, but rather as if I’m waiting for life to happen. For life to call my name and tell me where to go. To show me which path to take. And as I wait, I’ve been in this room feeling uncertain.

In my past I’ve been very much a decision-orientated person, but of late - especially as I learn to lean into my feminine energy - I’m realising my thirties have become somewhat of a decision overwhelm. It feels like there’s so many Big Life Decisions to be made and that I need to pick one and be certain of my choice. Knowing that if I pick some, I won’t be able to go back and change my mind.