Gaps
Dear Crew,
Maybe you've learned that you have to be able to do everything before you can even get started. That you need a plan. The right resources. The right skills. And, ideally, the answer to every question that might come up along the way.
Maybe that's why you've been trying to fill in the gaps on your own for so long.
You had an idea and got things organized. You had a spark of inspiration and got others on board. You needed something and figured out how to get it yourself.
Until, at some point, you got pretty good at doing a lot of things on your own.
And pretty tired.
But maybe the gaps aren't the problem at all. Maybe they're the places where other people can connect.
You say, “We need a car.” Someone else says, “I know where there’s one.”
You can drive. The other person knows the way.
You bring your music. She brings hers.
Someone brings the lights. Someone brings a room. Someone brings a camera. Someone cooks.
And suddenly, something emerges that none of you could have created on your own. Precisely because you are all different.
Maybe “support” doesn’t always mean, “I’ll help you.”
Maybe sometimes she just sounds like this:
Here, take my car. Check out this song. I know a place. Should I film that for you? I'm cooking tonight. I noticed something in your text.
And sometimes, life even has something in store for you. A little path you turn onto on a whim. A patch of woods where you can sleep. A breeze that comes at just the right moment. A box by the side of the road that nobody put there for you. And yet it’s right where you need it.
You don't have to bring everything with you. You don't even need to know in advance what will be needed.
It's enough to share what's truly yours. And to let others do the same.
After all, co-creation doesn't happen when everyone can do the same things, sees the same things, and follows the same path. It happens when your world meets another—and both are a little bigger afterward.
Maybe that's why the very areas where you feel you're lacking aren't actually your weaknesses. Maybe they're invitations.
There's still room here: for another person. Another idea. Another skill. Another world.
And maybe you don't need to navigate life all by yourself anymore.
Maybe something else has happened long ago: It moves with you.
With love and a few gaps,
Jeannette