Just being is underrated. Right now I’m in a season where it truly is about simply being—and the question is: what does that actually mean?
We live in a world where we’re constantly fed ideas about how life should be. The mainstream delivers concepts, strategies, and recipes. And sure—I love inspiration. Some of the teachers I return to again and again are Eckhart Tolle, Abraham Hicks, and Joe Dispenza. They remind me of something essential: to create momentum, to give myself space, and maybe… to let life be created through us, too.
Because sometimes it doesn’t feel like the problem is a lack of gas—rather that the handbrake is still on. And when we release it, life starts to move.
Manifesting—and then what?
I often get emails about how we should create our lives: manifest, set intentions, write goals, visualize.
But then?
When we’ve done all that… what’s the next step?
I think this is where many of us get lost.
Because the next step isn’t always to do more. Not to plan more. Not to force a result. Often, the next step is to relax into receptivity.
To hold an intention—without gripping it.
When life can’t be forced
Through my studies of Human Design, one idea landed deeply:
That a large part of us don’t function optimally when we try to willpower our way through life. That we may do better by asking for what we desire, releasing resistance, and waiting for the response.
And when I look back on my own life… that’s exactly how it has worked.
Things arrive when it’s time.
They can’t always be pushed into place.
Yes, it can be frustrating. And that’s often when we start making up life—instead of allowing it to unfold. We fill the in-between with control, worry, or new projects that are really just a way to avoid the feeling of not knowing.
Waiting for the soul
When I lived in Malta, I learned a kind of everyday acceptance: the bus has a timetable—but you never really know if it will arrive in five minutes, twenty… or at all. Sometimes you simply have to wait for the next one.
It’s a surprisingly good metaphor for life. In our society we’re so used to everything arriving on the minute that the smallest delay can feel like we’ve been hit—by life, by structure, by the plan falling apart.
I’ve read about cultures where people wait for the soul. It’s a beautiful image: not forcing the next step, but becoming still enough for it to catch up.
And yet… what’s interesting is that everything always happens in a now. Now is always now, no matter what.
So the question becomes:
Where is my attention—in this now?
Observing isn’t passive
Being observant isn’t passive. It’s also a form of activity.
To sit and listen in, to sense.
To get to know yourself.
To notice when the body softens, when the breath drops, when something inside becomes quiet enough to be heard.
It can create a wondrous feeling.
As if life doesn’t require me to chase it—but asks me to be present enough to meet it.
And maybe that’s what “just being” is:
Releasing the handbrake.
Standing still—but staying awake.
Letting the next step come to me, instead of running ahead.
❤️🧡💛💚💙💜🤍
Anders Stark
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