The Neutral Zone

I’ve realised I’m in what can only be described as a neutral zone.

The old life is no longer close enough to touch. The house is gone. Accounts have been closed — not just the obvious, literal ones, but the quieter mental ledgers too. Obligations that once occupied bandwidth have loosened their grip. Narratives that once defined me now feel distant, almost abstract.

And yet, the new world hasn’t fully arrived.

The life I mapped out in early 2025 is taking shape, but it’s doing so in its own time. Some elements are already in motion. Others are still gathering quietly behind the scenes. Nothing feels stuck — but nothing can be forced either.

This in-between has a texture of its own.

What’s surprised me most is how much easier it was to say goodbye to certain things than I expected. Not because they lacked meaning, but because their season had clearly ended. Once that becomes obvious, clinging feels unnecessary. There’s relief in recognising completion when it arrives.

The neutral zone is not emptiness.
It’s space.

Space without urgency.
Space without explanation.
Space without the need to perform continuity for anyone else.

I can see now how much of life is spent rushing from one identity to the next, terrified of the pause in between. But the pause is where recalibration happens. It’s where noise falls away and signal returns.

Things are happening. Just not always on a visible timetable.

And I’m increasingly aware that some outcomes only materialise when attention is elsewhere. A watched pot never boils — not because nothing is happening, but because constant monitoring interferes with the process.

So I’m getting on with life.

Walking.
Reading.
Thinking.
Writing.
Paying attention to what’s in front of me rather than what’s forming in the distance.

The neutral zone doesn’t need to be filled. It needs to be inhabited.

If this period has taught me anything, it’s that transition doesn’t require drama. It requires patience and trust — not in outcomes, but in direction.

The old life is gone.
The new one is coming.

And for now, that’s enough.