By John Maurice
You ever feel like life keeps testing how much you can take? Like every time you try to move forward, something knocks you back? I’m not here to give you some polished motivational quote. I’m here to tell you the truth—from one human to another.
Some of you are coming out of college, asking yourself, “What now?”
Others are in your 50s, 60s, and wondering, “How did I end up here—and how do I fix it before time runs out?”
Some of you are somewhere in between.
Maybe life hit you with a layoff, a divorce, a heartbreak, a disappointment you didn’t see coming. Maybe you’re tired of doing everything “right” and still watching the doors stay closed. Maybe you’re starting over… again.
But you’re not here by accident. You’re not reading this by chance.
What you’re feeling right now isn’t failure—it’s labor.
You’re in the middle of birthing a new season. That moment right before everything shifts. But it hurts. And it’s loud. And you’re tired.
I want you to picture this: a woman in labor, in pain, crying, exhausted. She’s been pushing. She doesn’t think she has anything left. And then someone leans in, grabs her hand, and says,
“Push one more time. You’re almost there.”
That’s what I’m doing right now.
Grabbing your hand and reminding you:
You’ve got one more push in you.
That dream you’ve been carrying—the one nobody really knows the weight of—it’s been growing inside you for years. You’ve cried over it. Fought for it. Maybe even tried to bury it. But it’s still there, still alive. And now, it’s ready.
So take a breath.
Drink some water.
Stretch your soul.
Cry if you have to.
But then—push.
Because you’re not broken. You’re not too old. You’re not too late. You’re not behind. You’re not forgotten. And you’re definitely not finished.
You’re in the transition.
Transitions feel like endings, but they’re really beginnings.
So how do you keep going when everything in you wants to stop?
Let me give you something real—something you can hold on to when it gets hard:
Remember how far you’ve come.
You’ve survived what tried to take you out. You’ve endured sleepless nights, betrayal, silence, and storms. And yet—you’re still here.
Get quiet and reset.
Not everything requires a response. Sometimes the most powerful thing you can do is get still and ask yourself, “What do I really want now?”
Block out the noise.
People will talk. Doubt will creep in. Fear will try to steal your focus. But if you’re going to push, you’ve got to tune out the static and lock in on your promise.
Speak life.
I don’t care who you are—talk to yourself like you matter. Wake up and say:
“I’ve got one more push in me.”
“I’m built for this.”
“My life is shifting now.”
Because words have power. And you need to start using yours.
Visualize your breakthrough.
Close your eyes and see it. The peace. The house. The relationship. The business. The healed version of you. Whatever it is, give it shape. Give it color. Make it real in your spirit.
I know some of you feel like, “John, I’ve been doing this. I’m tired of believing. I don’t even want to hope anymore.”
And I get it. I’ve been there.
But let me say this to you—here is not your final stop.
Here is just a hallway. A stretch. A contraction before the delivery.
You’re birthing something, even if it doesn’t feel like it yet. Even if no one else sees it yet. Even if you don’t fully believe it yet.
So don’t give up now. Not when you’re this close.
Give it one more push.
And then another.
And then another.
Until what you’ve been carrying finally shows up in the world.
Until what was just a dream becomes your new reality.
And when it does, I’ll be right here saying:
Congratulations. I already knew you’d make it.
Now I want you to push one more time.
Not because it’s easy—
But because everything you prayed for is this close.
I believe in you.
Not just in what you can do,
But in what you’re about to do.
You are crossing over into your desired reality.
And now that you can feel things shifting—
now that you can see the shape of your new life forming—
just know this:
A matter of time before you’re not just dreaming it—
You’re living it.
Breathing it.
Waking up inside the life you built with your own hands.
And making decisions every day that honor who you’ve become.
I can’t wait to see you there—
On the other side of your dreams.
Until next time,
Love Always,
John Maurice
