You don’t need to be clear on anything.

Clarity.

We’re obsessed with it.

You need to be clear on what you want, where you’re going, your next step.

Otherwise, you can’t move. You can’t decide. You’re stuck until you know.

So you chase clarity.

You make list and weigh options.

You talk it out and think things through.

You turn over every possibility, waiting for the certainty that will finally let you act.

But what if clarity was never needed?

What if the only reason you feel unclear is because the mind demands certainty before it’s willing to trust life?

What if life moves anyway—whether you know what to do or not?

What if action doesn’t come from clarity, but from life itself—moving through you, breathing through you?

What if decisions don’t come from knowing, but are simply another happening—another movement of life?

And what if the clarity you seek isn’t something you find first—

but something that finds you in motion?

Love,