16/02/2026
Does that make sense?
Who decided what 'made sense'?
Where does 'sense' come from?
Why do we ask others if something from within us, makes sense to them?
Are we seeking validation, and therefore invalidating ourselves and our sense, our inner knowing?
Are we seeking permission?
Why does anything have to make sense to anyone else?
Are we restricting our expression by trying to make something make sense
To fit into the outer world, to mould and shape into made up "rules", "boxes", to be palatable perhaps?
"That doesn't make sense"
How many times have we heard this in our lives? From others. FROM OURSELVES?
How loaded is that statement, that opinion.
Imagine if what we did wasn't governed by making sense?
Imagine the freedom of expression
Imagine how much momentum we could build
Imagine the wholeheartedness we would feel.
I ponder this as I was firing with a million daydreams, desires, feeling myself censoring certain ideas because it didn't fit into some marketing, business structure blueprint blah I had interpreted from someone else.
Who is no different to me, who is a human with a soul, on this planet of ours, just like me.
Does that make sense.
It does to me.
📸 Ancient oak tree in Dartmoor, Devon
