At some point, you decide. You decide that this is where you are rooted. You make the decision to be happy, right where you are. You don’t let go of your dreams, but you let yourself make new dreams. You expand your dreams. You decide that this is where you will bloom. You don’t wait for it all to be perfect. You construct the life that feels beautiful and wonderful and generative right where you are. You get to decide that. You look around and pause to feel gratitude for what you have already created. You let in simple joys, easy pleasures. You take up a hobby. You stop forcing so much. You let go of control. You look at the raw materials of your life and you go, “I can make something extraordinary with this.” And you start to build, right from where you’re planted. You don’t wait for it all to line up. You line it all up yourself, brick by brick.