FIELD NOTES: When the Well Runs Dry
A personal story on how the gift of a crisis can be the only thing that returns you to your truest self.
"My wish is to make this a thriving space of creative dreamers"
Some of us recall fragments from their childhood. I was one of those kids that could wonder for hours, studying the sky for an entire day.
A beauty I had forgotten over the years. Education had probably shifted my focus to something more tangible. It is in 2017 when I feel a void calling for my attention. As if I had reached an empty well, tricked by false expectations.
This surprise reveals another reality, one that longs to explore, become the world wonderer it once was.
Suddenly you no longer affiliate with the reflection before you. Thus setting aflame a curious journey on existential salvation.
I am grateful for the wisdom derived from nature, the genius artists from this world and hidden treasures within ourselves… At your own pace, they work transformational.
Follow me on this path, dedicated to feeding your imagination, inner voice and uncovering what is holding you back in self-realisation. My wish is to make this a thriving space of creative dreamers.
The feeling of an empty well is not a sign that you are broken; it is a signal that you are being called home. It is an invitation to rediscover the part of you that the world tried to educate away.
My question for our community is this: Think back to a time you felt that void—that sense of being disconnected from your own reflection. What forgotten 'child that studied the sky' was calling to you? And what is one small step you can take this week, not to find success, but simply to honour that child's curiosity?
I look forward to reading your reflections in the private members' discussion.
Trust the hunch. Find the story.
Antoine
Looking forward to a new story every Friday 😊