I find myself returning again to my resolution about writing this blog.
It stresses me a little that I decided to commit to it. I already published a post saying it was my New Year’s resolution — and now I constantly have this thought in the back of my mind that it’s time for another post. Meanwhile, life is happening. Other things demand my time and energy, and I don’t always have enough of either.
And yet, I didn’t start this blog out of obligation.
I started it because I wanted to pour my thoughts onto “paper.”
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about what I should focus on. I want to change jobs or start my own business — maybe both — but it’s difficult to decide what that should actually be.
This is a long introduction to the thought I wanted to share today.
In my calendar, I came across a quote by Seneca:
“If a sailor does not know to which port he is sailing, no wind is favorable.”
That sentence feels like a wind blowing into my sails from the right direction. In my current situation, it motivates me to act. It sits in my mind — gently, but firmly — encouraging me to make a decision.
Once again, I realized how powerful words can be.
Until now, I often looked to my partner when making decisions. I wanted him to support me and to take part in choosing the direction. But now I feel that it is I who must decide. The wind may help — but I am the one holding the helm.
So I ask myself what is really holding me back.
Is it fear of failure? Or simply exhaustion?
I think I can handle failure. After every attempt — even an unsuccessful one — something remains: experience. It enriches me and helps me either try again or consciously let go.
What unsettles me most are other people’s comments. Especially when they are destructive, or when I’m not able to implement their advice. Often, people don’t fully understand my motives, even if they speak with good intentions. That can be frustrating — particularly when I respect and care about the person commenting.
But even criticism after failure wouldn’t stop me from trying again.
My partner says I give up on my ideas too quickly. Sometimes I think that if I didn’t have a small child and had more energy, I wouldn’t abandon my ideas so easily.
There’s no denying that being the mother of an almost seven-year-old — especially at my age — is physically demanding.
I don’t sleep well, my body doesn’t regenerate as it used to, and I often feel tired. Because of that, I postpone thoughts of taking on new challenges.
And yet, I truly like change. The new — the unknown — can paralyse me with fear, but at the same time, curiosity pushes me forward.
So here I am, in a moment when the desire for something new feels strong, and the thought of “wind in my sails” gives me energy.
Perhaps now the most important thing is simply to choose a port.