24/01/2026
The Flow State
Have you watched the F1 movie with Brad Pitt? If you havenât, you should. Itâs not just about racing.
Throughout the film, Pittâs character, Sonny Hayes, is repeatedly asked why he would return to Formula 1 racing after three decades and a career-ending injury. What could possibly be worth risking everything again?
When Kerry Condonâs character, Kate McKenna, presses him â âIf not for money, then why F1?â â Sonny answers with quiet certainty: he is chasing a feeling. A moment when he is so in sync with his car, the track, and himself that it feels like he is not driving â he is flying.
The flow state, they call it.
Psychologist Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi popularized the concept, describing it as a state of deep absorption where action and awareness merge, time fades, and a person becomes fully immersed in what they are doing.
But flow isnât only found at 300 kilometers per hour on a Formula 1 track.
I think we have all âflownâ in our own worlds before.
Hereâs what I mean.
At Dunseema, during a festival, children were swimming as part of the dayâs activities. Around them was the usual festival chaos â laughter, conversations, movement, noise. People drifted between events, distracted by one thing after another.
And then there was him â the man captured in the photograph.
No conversations. No wandering eyes. No shifting attention. Just stillness and total concentration. His world had narrowed to the water before him â the splashing, the race, the question of who would emerge the winner. Everything else had dissolved.
In that moment, he was exactly where Sonny Hayes is on the track â fully present, fully absorbed, fully alive.
Flow is not about fame, money, or grand stages. It is about those rare moments when the mind stops scattering itself across the world and settles completely into one thing. A child watching a race. A tailor bent over fabric. A farmer planting before the rains. A journalist chasing the right words.
We may not call it flying.
But we know the feeling.
And maybe, like Sonny Hayes, we keep returning to the things we love â not because they are easy, or safe, or profitable â but because, every once in a while, they let us soar.