Waiting for confirmation begets a wish washy answer. The solution is never what you want to hear.
Fence-sitters are the first ones to capitulate to the doubting disease. Debate decreases their likeliness of action. What if instead of a tip-toe in, we pursued our beliefs despite our ambivalence. As Eleanor Roosevelt once implored us, “Be confident, not certain.”
Standings at a crossroads, there’s only one way forward that should rise above the middle. Onward is a stopgap to the the fragmented self. I leave you with this to mull over:
I know people who have been stuck in doubt their entire lifetime. Each of these unfortunate individuals – some of them my very own friends and family – came at some point to a crossroads. They came to this crossroads and found themselves rooted there, with one foot firmly planted on each side of the intersection. Alas, they never moved off the dime. They procrastinated. Dithered. Finally, they put a folding chair smack in the center of that crossroads and lived there for the rest of their lives. After a while, they forgot entirely that there even was a crossroads – forgot that there was a choice.
Stephen Cope, The Great Work of Your Life
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