I was thinking about what it must feel like to be in the midst of doing something epoch - a grand accomplishment.
And here's the odd thing. It feels like ordinary living with healthy progress. I suppose there are big adventures that start off and remain larger than life, but most are big ideas executed with quiet daily perseverance. It's something to consider if you are, like me, drawn to the idea of epoch adventures and misadventures.
Instead of asking, what's next, maybe we should notice what's now, because our adventure is unfolding and we would hate to miss it.
This might also be why many of us give up on things too soon - because the reality of getting it done does not match our romantic notions of what we thought manifesting the endeavor would feel like.