Page Eighty-Five and the Pause I Didn’t See Coming

This weekend brought an unexpected slowdown. A random injury to my leg, nothing serious, just enough to make me stop and sit for longer than I planned. And in that forced pause, something surprising happened: I found myself already on page 85 of my business plan.

I don’t think that’s a coincidence.

Because while this isn’t how I imagined spending my long weekend, it’s exactly what I needed. The whirlwind of building Thrivewell Estate has had me in constant motion, meetings, mockups, research, emails, renderings, more meetings. But this injury, annoying as it is, slowed me down just enough to focus on what matters most: getting every detail of this vision clearly documented and ready to share.

As I sit with myself in this space, with fewer distractions and less movement, I can feel everything rise to the surface. The nerves. The weight of what I’m trying to accomplish. The immensity of it all fills my head quickly if I’m not careful. It’s invigorating, yes. But also a little terrifying. When we slow down, the mind has a way of offering up its shadow thoughts. And when you’re down and out physically, even temporarily, that’s often when doubt tries to find a crack to slip through.

But here’s what I’m learning: those cracks are also where the light gets in.

Every time the fear starts to whisper, This is too much. You’re not ready. Who do you think you are?, something louder arrives. A sign. A message. A friend. A nudge from the universe that reminds me, Yes, you are ready. Keep going.

As I type this, I’m preparing for another important meeting with the town this Thursday. This one includes the Planning Board chair and several key officials. I’m hoping to receive the zoning determination we’ve been waiting on, and for the first time, I’ll be sharing the entire business plan. All the dreams, structure, roles, projections, and heart that have poured into this.

I’ll be honest, I’m tired. This kind of dreaming takes stamina. This kind of building asks everything of you. And as I near the end of the plan, the doubts have crept in. You know the ones. Is this too much? Am I doing this right? Will it all fall apart?

But every time the doubt gets loud, something louder shows up. A sign. A kind word. A message from someone I didn’t know was watching. A “How can I help?” that seems to land right when I need it most.

The feedback I’m receiving from my social network, from people near and far, has been nothing short of humbling. Not just encouragement, but offers. Support. Collaboration. Momentum. And the best part? It’s not something I’ve had to push for. My tribe is forming on its own, quietly and powerfully, behind the scenes.

People who resonate with this vision are being pulled in by the same magnetic force that pulled me to it in the first place.

So yes, I’m on page 85. Yes, I’m icing my leg. Yes, I’m prepping to sit in a room with town leaders and speak this dream out loud.

And even with all of that, I know in my bones, this is the calm before the storm. The sacred pause before things speed up again. So I’m using it wisely. I’m making sure this business plan doesn’t just exist, it speaks. It convinces. It grounds this dream in a way that no one can overlook.

Thank you, as always, for being part of this.
For walking with me.
For reminding me I’m not doing this alone.

We’re getting closer.
Stay tuned.

With love,
Kelley