Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
If you had asked me a few years ago where I saw myself in ten years, I would’ve likely spoken off a checklist. The kind that sounds impressive at brunch and looks even better on a vision board. A career at its peak. A family. A home that smells like lavender and success. Milestones are neatly stacked like books on a shelf. But here’s the truth I’ve come to embrace: the future isn’t a race to the perfect destination. It’s a slow becoming, which is shaped by every unsure mornings, every failed plan, and every courageous yes.
So, instead of painting a picture of what I will be doing in 10 years, I choose to focus on who I will be and, more importantly, how I’ll become her.
My Past.
It taught me that the plans we chase often pale in comparison to the lessons we never saw coming. I’ve had seasons that rushed me, broke me, woke me and I’ve learned to stop resenting the detours. Every stumble has become a compass, every delay a silent teacher.
Looking back, I see a woman who wanted things fast: fast growth, fast clarity, and fast peace. But life slowed me down for a reason. It taught me that becoming isn’t about acceleration. It’s about awareness.
The Journey of Living with Intension.
Now, I’m choosing a different posture. Not the posture of hustle and urgency, but of presence. I want to live the in-between with the kind of intention that doesn’t just count the days but fills them. I want to notice the way the light shifts in the room when I wake up. I want to honor the process. The half-finished drafts, the “almost there” moments, the awkward growth stages.
I no longer crave a ten-year plan that skips the soul work. I crave days so full of purpose that ten years from now, I look back and whisper, “Yes. I lived every bit of that.”
The Future: Becoming Her.
In ten years, I see myself softer, wiser, and more rooted. I see a version of me that knows how to slow down, breathe deeply, and honor her limits. A woman who doesn’t just chase dreams but lives them with joy and peace, not anxiety and comparison.
She will be someone who remembers where she started but isn’t afraid of who she’s becoming. And she won’t be surprised by her strength because she built it slowly, consciously, one intentional day after another.
So, where do I see myself in ten years?
Right here! Living deeply, loving gently, and growing slowly… Becoming her! Not overnight, not all at once, but in a way that leaves nothing, not even the quiet days wasted.
Yhem Speaks 
Leave a comment