Living on the edge of possibility and uncertainty

That strange in-between place

This place is where you know something needs to change…
but you don’t yet know 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁.
or 𝗵𝗼𝘄.
or whether you’re actually 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘥.

You lie in bed at night.
Your mind buzzing with ideas.
Your body alive with 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨.

Not panic.
Not despair.

More like… a low-grade hum of misalignment.

A sense that the life you’re living no longer quite fits...
even though, on paper, it probably looks fine.

Something’s missing.
But it isn’t tangible.

It isn’t a new job,
a bigger business,
or a better system.

It’s a feeling.

A purpose-shaped gap in the centre of your chest.
And no amount of “being busy” seems to fill it.

You tell yourself you could just do what you’re doing:

Better.
Bigger.
More efficiently.

But that’s not it.

You try adding things instead.

A hobby.
A side project.
Volunteering.
Another commitment.

Still not it.

Because this isn’t about 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 more to your life.

It’s about 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝘆 at it.

Like a sculptor.

You already have the stone.

Your experience.
Your skills.
Your stories.
Your scars.
Your successes.

The work now isn’t to become someone new.

It’s to remove what no longer belongs.

The roles you grew into by accident.
The expectations you inherited.
The identities that once made sense but now feel false.

A sculptor doesn’t add meaning.
They reveal it.

They take away everything that 𝘪𝘴𝘯’𝘵 the thing.

And what remains slowly starts to look
more like a true expression of who they are.

That’s how the gap begins to close.

This is your soul path.
The path that gently closes the distance between
𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼
and 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗮𝗿𝗲.

This isn’t about 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 your purpose.
It’s about 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 yourself.

And that starts with two deceptively simple questions...
questions most of us were never taught how to answer:

What do you actually want?
And what do you really need?

Not money.
Not status.
Not approval.

But the deeper stuff:

Belonging.
Learning.
Freedom.
Creativity.
Adventure.

These aren’t “nice to haves”.

They’re needs.

And when they’re met, you feel more alive.
More grounded.
More 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧.

That feeling isn’t indulgence.
It’s information.

It’s the compass.

And then there’s the final, often unspoken question that sits beneath all of this:

Who are you becoming?

This is the paradox of midlife:

You are already enough.
And… you want to be more.

Not more impressive.
More 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘦.

And right now, that feeling of “enough” isn’t quite there.

That doesn’t mean you’re broken.
Or behind.
Or failing at life.

It means you’re in transition.

And transitions don’t need answers first.

They need orientation.
They need space.
They need guidance, companions,
and a compass that points you towards 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 true north.

If this resonates, you’re not imagining it.

You’re standing at the edge of possibility.

And that is a very real place to be.