Did someone not say "All the world's a stage"?

Every phase of our life seems like a stage.
New settings, new co actors with the old ones suddenly disappearing or playing a smaller part. At the moment I watch, waiting in the wings as the stage of my current life (or life as I currently knew it) is being emptied. Chairs, backdrops no longer there, people leaving.
It is time: they are making way for a new set. But what will it be this time? What role will I play?
Most importantly: will my fellow actors guide me towards a deeper understanding or will they reveal to me my unmet needs, inadequacies, sorrows, disappointments and anger? Reveal the path I now have to walk? That would be a relief really.
My wait seems endless. If in September I felt like a stone sinking surely but certainly towards my destiny I now have no awareness of any movement. I seem to be without any gravitational pull. Do I have no where to go or is this a going somewhere too?

In the meantime I take succour from what a friend said recently: "Meditation is not only a state. It can also be a stage (of life)".