One potato at a time

This week’s blog is about finding the calm while I wait for something behind the scenes to finalise before I can move forward.

Right now, it feels like whatever happens next could either be the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me or the absolute fucking worst. I’m choosing to believe it’s the first one.

Not because I’m blindly optimistic, but because if it comes off, it has the potential to help so many people. And even if the road getting there has been messy, stressful and at times overwhelming, it’s reminded me why following your dreams matters.

We all talk about wanting change, wanting more, wanting to build something meaningful. What we don’t talk about enough is the uncomfortable bit in the middle. The waiting. The uncertainty. The sleepless nights wondering if you’re making the right decision. The moments when you can’t tell whether you’re building something incredible or heading towards a nervous breakdown.

I’ve come to realise that the tough stuff is often part of the entry fee. Growth rarely arrives wrapped in a bow. It usually turns up disguised as frustration, delays, paperwork, setbacks and a whole lot of patience.

I can’t share all the details yet, but I should be able to over the next few months.

Until then, I’ve put my energy into the things I can control.

I’ve gone back to the workshop and thrown myself into creating. Emptying shelves, sorting through years of accumulated treasures and making as much art as I can from everything I’ve got in here. The workshop needs clearing in readiness for what’s next, and strangely, the process has been exactly what I needed.

The art is giving me peace.

It gives my brain somewhere to rest when the bigger project starts taking up too much space. It reminds me that creating has always been my safe place. There’s something incredibly calming about making things with your hands when your mind is running a hundred miles an hour.

The rough with the smooth, as they say.

I’m also still living off the glow of last weekend’s Brighton Sauna Festival. It was exactly the tonic I needed. Some much-needed downtime, wonderful people, incredible experiences and a chance to breathe for a minute amongst the chaos.

Even if that chaos did include my car breaking down on the way there.

In fact, the car is still exactly where I left it.

I simply couldn’t deal with it this week.

And do you know what? That’s okay.

Not everything needs solving at once. Sometimes you just pick the next thing in front of you and deal with that. One potato at a time.

The car will get sorted.

The paperwork will get sorted.

The waiting will eventually end.

For now, I’m making art, finding moments of calm where I can, and trusting that all this uncertainty is leading somewhere worth going.

Because sometimes the bravest thing you can do isn’t charging ahead.

Sometimes it’s sitting patiently in the middle of the storm and trusting yourself enough to know you’ll be ready when the time comes.

Same person 

New chapter x