Stuck in Life: The Zone of Not-Knowing

A personal reflection on exhaustion, silence, and stepping away. Lately, I’m caught in a space with no clear edges—a nowhere land.

I feel small in an overwhelmingly noisy world, and right now, I’m in the middle of the zone of not knowing.

Not knowing what to do. Not knowing where to go with my life.

The big book campaign—9,340 emails and months of hope—brought not one sale. Only deafening silence, and an emptiness that reached both my heart and my bank account.

Turns out, I need to shout even louder. To claim I’m the best. To fight for attention and show up everywhere—just to matter. Apparently, that’s what it takes to stand out in an over-saturated American book market.

But that kind of shouting isn’t part of who I am.

I poured my heart, my soul, and years of my life into this book. And honestly, I’m exhausted. I don’t want to keep pouring my energy—or money, for that matter—into megaphone marketing that doesn’t belong to my nature.

So I’m putting the book to rest now.

And that actually feels good—like I’m finally allowed to breathe again.

Though the zone of not-knowing is anything but comfortable, maybe it’s also necessary. Maybe it’s the soil where new ideas can begin to sprout. Maybe this is where I find my way back toward my core—toward the creative, sensitive soul that I am.

When you’re standing in this fog too, feeling stuck in life, you know the strange courage it takes to trust the quiet part of the journey—the part where roots grow long before anything blooms.

For now, I rest.

Good thing it’s winter ;-)

For those who enjoy images alongside words, I've also shared a short visual version on Instagram.