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Someone asked me recently: how do you know when you're ready to start over? And my honest answer was: you usually don't. You start before you're ready, because the alternative, staying still in something that no longer fits, has finally become more uncomfortable than the fear of moving.

I want to tell you about two things that happened to me recently. By any objective measure, neither of them is remarkable. One involved a car. The other involved chewing gum.

Here is a question I have been sitting with: If someone offered you a shortcut - not a cheat, not a bypass, but a genuine, faster way through - would you take it? Or would you need to feel your way there first? Would you need to walk the whole long road, with its wrong turns and its weather, before you trusted where you'd arrived? I have been asking myself this honestly. And the honest answer is: I think I needed the long road. Not because suffering is noble or because hardship is a prerequisite for growth. But because of something more specific to how I am wired. I needed the felt sense.
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Someone asked me recently: how do you know when you're ready to start over? And my honest answer was: you usually don't. You start before you're ready, because the alternative, staying still in something that no longer fits, has finally become more uncomfortable than the fear of moving.

I want to tell you about two things that happened to me recently. By any objective measure, neither of them is remarkable. One involved a car. The other involved chewing gum.

Here is a question I have been sitting with: If someone offered you a shortcut - not a cheat, not a bypass, but a genuine, faster way through - would you take it? Or would you need to feel your way there first? Would you need to walk the whole long road, with its wrong turns and its weather, before you trusted where you'd arrived? I have been asking myself this honestly. And the honest answer is: I think I needed the long road. Not because suffering is noble or because hardship is a prerequisite for growth. But because of something more specific to how I am wired. I needed the felt sense.

It stretches as far as you can see in every direction. And in it, flowers. Hundreds of them. Thousands. Each one is a different colour, a different height, a different shape. Some of them face the sun. Some of them are bent slightly from the weather they have lived through. Some are in full bloom. Some are past their peak.

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