Becoming in Public: Writing the Legacy Before It’s Finished

The house was quiet.
The kind of quiet that feels earned.
Laptop glowing, a few scribbled notes in my phone, and a sentence I’ve rewritten three times already.

This is where I’ve been living lately—between the truth I’ve already lived and the version I’m still writing.

I used to think I had to wait until everything was tied up with a bow before I could share. That the lesson had to be clear. That the wins had to be clean. That my thoughts had to be refined before I could let anyone else in.

And if I’m honest, I still catch myself wondering if what I have to say even matters. If the life I’ve lived so far is enough to leave an imprint. Who am I to share my story when I’m still figuring so much out?

But I share anyway.

Because here’s what I’ve learned: most of the work… the good, meaningful, legacy-shaping work… happens in the messy middle. In the not-quite-there-yet. In the “who do I think I am to say this?” moments.

And maybe that’s the part we don’t talk about enough. The part where you’re still figuring it out. Still building. Still healing. Still unsure. But you choose to keep going anyway.

It’s vulnerable to be in that space. You’re taught to wait until you’ve got it all figured out. To only share when it’s impressive. But what if the real magic is in the becoming?

We live in a culture that celebrates final drafts. Polished stories. Tidy narratives. But some of us are out here building legacy in real time. Writing the story while still living the plot twist. And that? That takes a different kind of courage.

So if you’re in a season where everything feels in progress—where you’re still figuring out how your story unfolds—know this:

Your becoming is part of your legacy.
The act of continuing is the act of creating.
You don’t have to wait to be “ready” to own your voice.

So I’ll keep writing.
Keep showing up.
And when the next chapter comes, I’ll know I didn’t wait for perfect to begin.

Because wah fi yuh, cyaan un fi yuh.

~ Meisha