Would you do it any differently?

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Did you ever think this life would bring you here? Where did you want to go? And with whom?

I never thought that after traveling the world, I’d find peace the moment I managed to stop.

It took me time to understand that if I truly want to teach as many people as possible, I need to put in less effort, write more, refine my words—but move around much less.

I’ve spoken in almost every country in Europe, fulfilled an old dream of living in Istanbul for a month, watched the sunrise over nearly every ocean, rode motorcycles on the highest road in India (over 5,800 meters), climbed Table Mountain in South Africa only to scale its competitor in Brazil 72 hours later, spent ten days in Copacabana, and lived in Chiang Mai for three months.

I spoke in Canada and New York, visited Australia three times in one year (an old dream of mine), and was honored as the best speaker at a highly prestigious tech conference.

I managed to publish a bestseller, ??*???? ?????? ????????????, which launched just as that cursed war began. It hit Amazon’s bestseller list worldwide on its first day, and the first time I even celebrated that achievement was a year later.

I wrote a draft for a children’s book I’d love to finish, started a new book about branding, and above all—I just wanted to rest.

After 70 flights around the world and holding elite status with three airlines within 18 months, I just wanted to rest.

Whenever people asked me what moment I miss the most, where I’d love to return, my answer was always the same: sitting on my couch at home, in that moment where everything feels right, when the world outside is quiet, almost nonexistent.

In April, I came back to Israel, trying to find myself, my place, my passion for work. Everything looked the same, but nothing felt the same.

So I did the only thing that made sense—I opened a blank document and started writing.

More than that, I started talking to myself.

Not in a bad way—in a good way.

Myself and I started having conversations about life, work, relationships, the things I wanted to do and where I ended up. Late-stage bachelorhood, the dream of writing a futuristic novel, or the desire to stand on stage at some special conference. And the more time passed, the more I examined why I do certain things and what I’d like to change.

I decided I needed a change—but, honestly, I had no energy to force one.

And so began the journey that led me to leave everything behind, move to a new country, write a new book, lose weight, get in shape, upload two YouTube videos a week (which I had always wanted to but kept postponing)—and it all starts with a 4 PM espresso.

On March 7, I’ll be standing on a stage in India, speaking in front of hundreds of entrepreneurs, sharing the journey—the falls and the comebacks, the changes, the dreams fulfilled.

Until then, I’ll try to write more here—about the change, about what’s happening in my life.

Birthdays are a chance to reflect on what we’ve been through, what we’ve learned, and where we want to go.

I just want to say thank you.

To everyone who always helps and writes. To those who read my newsletter and books. To those who have always been positive and supportive (and even to those who always tried to bring me down).

Send a message to someone on the other side who might be missing you. Pick up the phone and check in on a good friend.

Make just one person smile today—and keep spreading good.

Everything else? Somehow, it tends to sort itself out.