Finding my true north

I drew an oracle card this morning from the Sacred Dreamer’s Oracle. The card was Lost Compass: Getting Back to Integrity. I realized that the unsettling ache in the pit of my stomach recently was because I’ve lost my true north. I’ve been hesitating; stalling; fearful of taking a leap forward. I’ve been fearful of falling on my face, of losing everything. I’ve been fearful of making the wrong choices. But not making a choice IS a choice. By not choosing a direction, I’ve been without any direction. I’ve lost my compass.

Today, I am pondering all these new realizations and what they mean. I have made a promise to myself to act. When I feel that tingle of excitement in the pit of my stomach, I am going to take the leap in that direction. Because not doing so leaves me with no direction at all, and that unsettling ache in the pit of my stomach instead of the tingle of excitement.