I feel this aching for my life’s project. I’m so thankful and blessed for my wife and my amazing family, and I wake up every day, motivated to love them. But in the hours after everyone else has gone to bed, I sit awake trying to create something of my own that I can pour all of my heart into.
I started my Substack to find people who are doing what I want to do, such as yourself, and I’m hoping that diving into the wilderness of the unknown will reveal my North Star.
That ache you describe is one I know well, and I suspect many of us feel: deep gratitude for the life and people we love, yet a quiet restlessness in the late-night hours to create something that is truly, fully ours. Starting your Substack is already a brave step into the wilderness of the unknown. You’re walking toward your own North Star instead of just wishing for it. You’re not alone out there. Keep going. The revelation comes in the walking.
I feel this aching for my life’s project. I’m so thankful and blessed for my wife and my amazing family, and I wake up every day, motivated to love them. But in the hours after everyone else has gone to bed, I sit awake trying to create something of my own that I can pour all of my heart into.
I started my Substack to find people who are doing what I want to do, such as yourself, and I’m hoping that diving into the wilderness of the unknown will reveal my North Star.
That ache you describe is one I know well, and I suspect many of us feel: deep gratitude for the life and people we love, yet a quiet restlessness in the late-night hours to create something that is truly, fully ours. Starting your Substack is already a brave step into the wilderness of the unknown. You’re walking toward your own North Star instead of just wishing for it. You’re not alone out there. Keep going. The revelation comes in the walking.