On the threshold.

The space between.

Where the questions tug.

And the next step is not yet formed, but forming.

It is a place for holding. Being. Seeking.

Urgency is forbidden.

The liminal space has its own gestation.

And requires patience, dreaming and conversation – intimate, loving conversation with self, the world and others –  to seed maturing.

The liminal is a place of grace. You are held by its tender embrace. To struggle against it prolongs the journey.

Relax. Breath.

Sooner or later the next page will be turned and all with be revealed.

The path forward will become evident.

In its time.

In its time.


Photo Taken October 26th 2017

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