Returning to Essence in Times of Uncertainity

Uncertainty is not new to me.

I have written about it before, lived through it before but lately, it has grown louder. Not just in my personal story, but across the planet. It has become a shared atmosphere, a collective theme we are all breathing in.

In my own life, uncertainty shows up in layers. Some are deeply personal: the absence of a primary family, the shifting definition of “home”. Others are more existential, questions about purpose, direction, and how I can truly serve people and this world in a meaningful way.

These layers don’t exist separately. They weave into one another, asking to be witnessed together.

Uncertainty as a Return to Essence

Usually, when we reach big crossroads, whether through loss, self-confrontation, or inner collapse, we are forced into deeper questioning. Not surface-level thinking, but the kind that reaches into the most complex corners of who we are.

We begin to ask: What is my purpose now? Where do I stand in relation to it? What shifts are ahead of me? What needs to be cleaned, reframed, renamed, or released? What must be rebuilt?

Some things can be repaired. Others must be built from the ground up.

These are not new themes. They are inseparable from being human. But uncertainty has a way of stripping them down to their essence. When uncertainty truly arrives, there is no more running away. There is nowhere left to escape.

Even when we try to escape, it circles back.

There is no “I’ll think about this later.” No hiding behind personas. No crafting inner narratives that no longer serve us. No pretending.

What remains is a kind of nakedness.

The Courage of Being Fully Seen

In that nakedness, we are pushed downward not as punishment, but as initiation. Down into the dirt. Down into essence. Down into raw, honest questioning.

We stand there and ask: Where do I go from here? How does this purpose align with my deepest values? What matters enough to carry forward?

And sometimes, truth is simply the willingness to stay present, to listen, and to begin again without illusion. Uncertainty does not come to destroy us. It comes to return us to what is real.

To what cannot be faked. To what cannot be avoided. To what actually matters.

And from that place, slowly, imperfectly, honestly, we begin to build again.