That Point

Pit stops.

I want to call them that.

Life pit stops are that point in my existence where I am rudely or abruptly forced to examine who I am, who I am with, what I want, what I am focusing, what I think is right, what I value most. 

I am being nudge by life once again to stop at a pit stop. 

Fear. Panic. Anxiety. These I think are the early warning devices  that life provides me with.

Signposts to stop, assess, slow down and if necessary take a different route.

Fine I am a lawyer. 

Palakpakan.

But is that enough?

Am I giving my all?

Am I giving my all to the best cause?

Am I with the right people?

Am I giving more value to myself?

Am I being a good person to the people I love? 

Am I holding to the right values?

Am I giving my all for the right thing?

Am I praying?

Am I living to my promises?

What's next?

What do I do now?

What are the best skills, habits, values, acquaintances and plans that I need to keep?

Questions. Questions. Questions.