I used to think that 'finding yourself' was a one-time event, like discovering a hidden room in your house. Turns out, it's more like re-arranging the furniture every few years. I spent so long searching for a solid foundation, something unshakeable to build on. Now I realize the foundation itself needs to be flexible, able to shift with the winds of life or it will crack under the pressure. I used to panic when things felt unfamiliar, like I'd lost the map entirely. Now I see the not-knowing as an invitation, a chance to build a new path, even if it's just a little detour.