The Comfort of Not Having All the Answers: Learning to Accept Uncertainty

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Silence, silence, and more silence- it's the thing I enjoy most. Being eager was a choice, but silence was my necessity. I didn't lose answers; I just stopped needing them. Calmness encourages me to be patient and curiosity to ask questions; however, writing gave me the courage to be calm while being curious. Not knowing didn't make me feel incomplete. Not every flaw needs to be improved; some are complete by being incomplete. Questions and flaws do exist, but they don't disturb me now. Every experience is questionable, but not every question is answerable; being a question has been a great answer to my journey. I found peace in uncertainty instead of clarity. The writing journey has been quite uncertain from the start. What I would observe, I didn't know; what I would reflect, I didn't know; what I would improve, I didn't know. However, I knew what I didn't want- the eagerness to know everything instantly. It's the only clarity I have be...

Why I Detached from Results (And My Growth Finally Improved)

Write it, repeat it, but don't quit it. I’ve followed this from day one of writing. I hesitated, felt nervous, but was determined to give my best effort from the first day itself. I didn't attach myself to outcomes, but to the journey for sure. Self-awareness helped me detach from outcomes and encouraged me to focus on improvement consistently.

Expectations, knowing my limitations, didn't allow me to be fond of my outcomes. After writing, seeking flaws and mistakes didn't make me think of sticking to one outcome. My thoughts evolve every day. I try showing up instead of sticking.

While writing about this, I just recalled one of my amazing experiences. A few days back, I wrote about a shift from emptiness to redefinition. When silence shouted, I got disturbed. It didn't affect my growth, but my will for sure.

I wasn't aware of the shift writing was about to give me in the next few days. Silence made me question my creativity every day until a moment vanished them all. Writing and improving that looked faltering got strengthened when they redefined themselves on their own. Standards raised, so did the excitement to improve more with consistent efforts.

In-tune efforts didn't let me attach to emptiness. Days later, I questioned my shifted standards. When I understood my limits, I didn't interfere with too many questions. This small incident gave me the opportunity to grab significant learning: I improved when I attached more to my efforts, not to outcomes. Mistakes and flaws occurred, but determined effort evolved me beyond them.

The process of evolving matters the most instead of sticking to what it gave. The process trusted me from the very first day, but when I trusted it back, growth didn't elope. I stopped measuring every step I move forward in becoming better. Enhancing matters, how much doesn't.

The more I focused on effort, the less outcomes controlled me. Being in a loop of consistent endeavours, I kept moving- and stopped holding on.

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