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What Remains When Everything Falls Away

A year-end reflection on the soul, and everything that follows.

There is a form of loneliness we rarely name, yet many carry it quietly, especially entrepreneurs. Not the loneliness of being alone, but the one that comes from responsibility. From knowing that, in the end, decisions stop with you.

That outcomes, good or bad, will disproportionately be yours to carry.

This solitude is not an accident.
It is not something to fix.
It is a condition.

And it never fully disappears.
But what do you lean on when it shows up?

You could try the most sophisticated personal development methods and still miss the point. Not because the intention is wrong, but because the direction often is. The more we dissect who we are, the further we drift from simply being. Meaning is not found in constant introspection or frameworks, but in returning to the simplest expression of things. Silence, acceptance, and what is already there.

Sometimes, the way forward is not to go deeper into ourselves,
but to let go of the need to search altogether.

Because when pressure accumulates, when clarity fades, when fatigue sets in, what saves us is not another method or framework. It is what remains when everything unnecessary falls away.

And what remains, before anything else, is the soul.

The forgotten foundation

We rarely start here.

We usually try to fix endlessly the body and the mind
(and don’t get me wrong, it’s necessary too).

Yet everything else depends on it.

The soul is not complex.
It is radically simple.

At its core lies a truth we resist for a long time:
I am infinitely small.

And paradoxically, this is not a limitation, it is liberation.
What is infinitely small cannot be crushed.

Much of our suffering comes from the pressure to be enough. Enough for others. Enough for expectations. Enough for the image we believe we must embody.

Accepting our smallness releases that weight.

This is where the deepest triptych appears:
Surrender. Love. Forgive.

Surrender

Surrender is often misunderstood.
It is not resignation. It is not passivity.

It is the acceptance of our condition.

To love others, we must first accept ourselves,
as we are, not as we wish to present ourselves.
With flaws, contradictions, moods, limits.

Surrender is cultivated through silence.
Through meditation.
Through prayer.

Inner peace is fragile when it connects only to the self.
Personally, I believe it requires connection to something greater.

I am Catholic, and I surrender myself to God.
This is not a prescription, nor a sermon.

It is an invitation. Observe those who have found peace, their simplicity, humility, and steadiness. Walk with them. Share their rituals. Listen with an open heart.

Your own path may reveal itself there.

Love

Love is often treated as a transaction.

We expect reassurance, recognition, security, return.

But love begins as an act of giving.

To a partner.
To children.
To friends.
To strangers we cross every day.

A love that expects nothing back is strangely freeing.

Sometimes it is returned. Sometimes it is not.
Giving protects us from becoming dependent on what others reflect back to us.

There is a paradox here:
We receive by giving.
We grow by offering.

And love does not stop with those who resemble us.
It extends to difference and even to those who have hurt us.

Forgive

Forgiveness is not reconciliation.
It does not erase harm or rewrite history.

It releases the soul from captivity.

It begins with forgiving oneself.
Without that, forgiving others remains theoretical.

Nothing constructive grows from resentment, hatred, or self-imposed pressure.
Forgiveness clears space.

This trinity : surrender, love, forgiveness is to me the missing piece by which we should all start. The bond that remains when everything else collapses.

My wish for you this year is simple

Find your soul again.
In a world overwhelmed by noise and speed.

If you do, the rest will follow.

I wish you peaceful holidays.
Surround yourself with those who lift you up.
Distance yourself, without hatred, from what does not.

Surrender to your smallness, to what you are and what you are not.
Let go of the pressure to be enough, to be everything, to be in control.

From there, Love becomes possible. Not as a transaction, not as an expectation, but as a gift, to yourself first, and then to others.

And finally, Forgive. Forgive yourself for what you couldn’t carry. Forgive others for what they couldn’t give.

Surrender, so you may love.
Love, so you may forgive.
And forgive, so you may finally be free.

Happy New year !