Wednesday Words #2

Most entrepreneurs will never taste freedom.
Not because they didn’t work hard enough… because they can’t let go of who they were when they first got hungry. It’s the thread that’s been stitched through everything since. Even after the milestones. Even after the impossible was achieved. Even after the odds were defied. Hunger stayed close – pulling quietly at the strings.

You see, hunger was the initial spark.
It lit the fire. It pulled you out of bed at 4am, had you scribbling numbers on napkins, had you chasing the horizon like your life depended on it.
Because for some of us, it did.
And it worked. It carried you further than you thought you could go.

Yet hunger is a tricky god to worship.
Because hunger doesn’t celebrate when you arrive. Oh no. Hunger doesn’t know how to rest. It only knows how to want.

So even when the thing is in your hands – you feel the pull again.
The strings tighten.
The target stretches.
The ache of not yet begins again.
Not because you need more…
Because wanting has become safer than having.
Because hunger has been whispering for so long, you’ve mistaken its pull for your own desire.

And so you live suspended – not starving, yet never nourished. A life close enough to touch, yet always kept just out of reach.

Here’s the truth:
Freedom isn’t found in obeying the pull.
It’s found in loosening the strings.
In letting the hunger soften.
In allowing the part of you who always wants… to dissolve into the woman who finally has.

Because only then can you taste the sweetness of what’s already here.
Only then can your life move from fire… into flow.

Caity Walker | The Edge of Knowing