I have come to accept the feeling of not knowing where I am going. And I have trained myself to love it. Because it is only when we are suspended in mid-air with no landing in sight, that we force our wings to unravel and alas begin our flight. And as we fly, we still may not know where were are going to, but the miracle in in the unfolding of the wings. You may not know where you are going, but you know that so long as you spread your wings, the winds will carry you.
I recently saw the movie Birdman. 
I loved it. Althougth it is a “dark comedy” It reminded me that in life one of our main tasks/struggles is to ignore the noise in our head and FLY. The film was so honest. My main takeaway was just that. Simple. Light in the midst of all the dark.
We are supposed to fly. 
Be the change... 