Being in Limbo

Have you ever had that feeling where you’ve been preparing for something - days, weeks, maybe even years and you finally do the thing you’ve been putting off? The thing you’ve been waiting for, building yourself up to?

And then, the second it’s done, you’re left with that overwhelming, heart-clenching, gut-wrenching feeling of… what now?

It’s a strange in-between space. A sort of limbo. I know I need to move forward, but I don’t know where to start. I’m not going backwards, but I’m not exactly moving forward either. Just here. Suspended. A little stuck.

What I’ve had to learn is that this limbo isn’t something to run from, it’s something to hold close. It’s a sacred pause. A moment that often comes right before life shifts in a big way. New doors opening. New versions of ourselves unfolding.

But it doesn’t feel that way at first. At first, it feels terrifying. It feels like you’re standing in a dark room, waiting for your eyes to adjust, reaching out for something solid to hold onto. I nearly spiralled when I realized I was in it, desperately trying to chase the next thing, to escape the discomfort of not knowing. Only to eventually realize, this is exactly where I’m meant to be. Right here. Right now.

I don’t need to rush. I don’t need to have it all figured out. Sometimes the most beautiful parts of life reveal themselves in the stillness, when time slows down and we let ourselves actually breathe.

Lately, I’ve started to embrace slow living. After years of the big city hustle, the constant noise, the endless rushing. I’ve realised that’s not what I crave anymore. What I crave is the countryside. The seaside. Being in nature. Moving slower. Living slower.

But slow living comes with its own challenges. When you’re not content within yourself, that stillness can feel like emptiness. Like limbo. Your mind starts searching for the next thing to fill the silence. But if you lean into it, if you allow it, that same limbo can become freeing. It’s not an empty pause, it’s a fertile one, a space where something new is quietly taking root, even if you can’t see it yet.

And maybe that’s why I’m writing this now. I’ve only had this blog officially live for a week. For years, I’ve been building up the courage to hit publish and now that I have, I’m in that strange in-between again. The thing I dreamed about doing is finally here, and yet, the question comes rushing back: what now?

But here’s the truth: this blog isn’t about me having it all figured out. It’s not polished wisdom from someone who has the answers. It’s me, admitting I have no idea what the fuck I’m doing. But I’m doing it anyway. And I’d love for you to come along. To fuck up with me. To learn with me. To grow with me.

Because that’s what this is about. A community. A space for the messy, the honest, the in-between.

So if you’re feeling in limbo too, maybe this is the reminder you needed: you don’t have to rush. You don’t have to know. You don’t have to force yourself out of the in-between. Sometimes, life’s biggest transformations happen quietly in the stillness.

Trust the pause. Trust the limbo. Maybe it’s not holding you back at all, maybe it’s preparing you for something greater than you can see right now.

I’d love to hear your story. I’ve created a contact page so we can connect. Because this isn’t just about me, it’s about us.

xx