Transitions end in their own time
We are always in transition. As I’ve written about before , not knowing the path IS probably the path. But after 18 months of uncertainty about housing and work, an 18 month transition period where we were not sure where some of the major pieces in our life would land, the uncertainty (about these things at least) came to an end. And interestingly, the period of transition ended up being bookended by the worst illnesses I’ve ever experienced. In February 2024 my world was upended when the The Make it Better Project collapsed and a few days later I flatlined in an ambulance after a severe reaction to morphine. I had two weeks with nothing but my own thoughts and a recovering body. What followed was a sabbatical of sorts which included five months in our caravan and the design of a new vocational contribution called Vocate . As 2025 started, we had begun to envisage another shift; a radical simplification of our living which included selling our house and liquidating some funds that woul...
