The Yield

Wednesdays thoughts....

The Yield

I’ve navigated this life the best I can.
I’ve stood at crossroads I didn’t understand, but I’ve given myself permission to just be—to be okay with not knowing what’s next.

Someone once asked me, “What are you good at?”
Honestly? I don’t really know.
But I do know this:
I have an unexplainable desire for music,
a deep love for authenticity,
and a way with words that somehow makes people feel something.

I’m writing this story a little differently.
Not focusing on the beginning—because that’s usually where the most uncertainty lives.
And not chasing the end—because that’s where unrealistic expectations and potential tend to distract us from the present.
That’s a place I’m learning not to visit anymore.

These days, I’m telling myself:
Hypothetically, yes.
Because in this season, I’m focusing on the middle—
The part of the story that actually leads to greatness.

It’s the part that demands preparation.
The part that invites you to embrace the unknown.
And in a world where everyone wants the answers now,
I’m finding joy in navigating the unseen—
reading the untitled chapters of my life.

I’m learning to let go.
To stop trying to force things in the direction I think they should go.
Because the moment I surrender,
I realize:
What’s no longer in my control… no longer controls me.

And that?
That’s freedom.

What I’m really loving about this middle—
Let’s call it the Yield—
Is that it’s the birthplace of the breakthrough.
It’s where uncharted waters meet becoming.
It’s where beauty hides in the uncertainty.
And somehow, by following passion—by choosing what feels like home—
I find myself becoming the version of me I was always meant to be.

What does that really mean?
Maybe it’s the never-ending story of becoming—
A constant refining.
But the acceptance of what is only comes when you’ve made peace with what was.

And in this moment,
by choosing to live in the now,
I’ve discovered a joy I never knew existed.

A joy that only shows up when you stop clinging to the map—
and finally embrace the unknown.

Love,
Bee