This is the moment of great mystical importance. Here your consciousness, your body and its consciousness, are at their prime, and you are in a position to ask yourself, who or what am I? Am I the consciousness, or am I the vehicle of consciousness? Am I this body which is the vehicle of light, solar light, or am I the light?  (Joseph Campbell)
I come to a place in the road, the time of the seven tasks. It is late and I am chilly. I ask myself: Which way do I go? Am I stuck here? What skills do I have? What understandings? What will I need for the road ahead? Will the road ahead be like the road behind me? What burdens do I carry? Am I enough?
This is the third task.

And so here we stand, together at the crossroads in the midst of life with the artists, wunderkinds, and kings, gazing Janus-like forward and back, trying to figure out what the rest of our days on earth will bring. Trying to formulate a strategy. Trying to discover where the gold of happiness and fulfillment lies hidden. Trying to find out if there really is any gold.And then that little voice comes again: Time is running out. Is this really all there is?Harry R. Moody, The Five Stages of the Soul