Staying in the In-Between

Staying in the In-Between

I find myself in a strangely familiar place — somewhere between what has been and what wants to become.  I can feel the reinvention that wants to happen.  I know the two end points.  But now is a still point — imbued with that special quiet as morning emerges — the in-between before the next.

I’ve been here before, sort of.  Like many of you, I’ve reinvented my life a few times.  I’ve followed my intuition and jumped into new careers, moved my family to an island that felt like home, created a business.

My usual MO, though, is to jump forward and grab the future and Make It Happen.  And here is where the sort of comes in — that’s not how it feels this time. 

So quiet.  It’s like catching a glimpse of something from the corner of your eye, and on turning your head to focus on it… it’s gone.

I am catching whispers:

Wait. 
Not yet. 
Stay open and see what comes.

If you know me at all, you know that patience is NOT my superpower.  In fact, it might be my Kryptonite.  So this waiting is uncomfortable and more than disconcerting.


Thin Places — Holy Space, Sacred Ground

Celtic traditions speak of thin places, places on this earth where the distance between heaven and earth feels especially thin and you can feel the divine.

Canterbury Shaker Village is a thin place for me.  I absorb the energy created by a community of men and women living there for decades, praying and believing “Hands to work, and hearts to God.”   It’s a place of peace and has a sense of rightness, where I breathe expansively, only then realizing just how tightly I’d been holding  on.   It is indeed an in-between space of heaven and earth.

Poet Sharlande Sledge describes it:

“Thin places,” the Celts call this space,
Both seen and unseen,
Where the door between the world
And the next is cracked open for a moment
And the light is not all on the other side.
God shaped space. Holy.


Metaphorically, I am in a thin place right now. 

So I am waiting and staying open and listening for that still voice. Looking for any small step I can take to test my footing and direction.

Like sharing my thoughts with you here.

“Your soul knows the geography of your destiny. Your soul alone has the map of your future, therefore you can trust this indirect, oblique side of yourself. If you do, it will take you where you need to go, but more important it will teach you a kindness of rhythm in your journey.

― John O’Donohue, Anam Cara: A Book of Celtic Wisdom

 

Image: “Misty View” courtesy of Dan Phiffer creative commons license

8 Comments

  1. Beautiful post Lori. I got goosebumps for you as I read. I’ve been in those thin places (like right now!) and know they can be full of magical flavors and unforeseen happenings – and that holy discomfort too! Sending you wishes for the very best of whatever you need to come your way. {{hug}}

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    • I will be looking for those magical flavors and unforeseen happenings (luscious words!), Kimberley. Thin places are special. And apparently they take a long time to write about 🙂

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  2. lovely- those pauses of mystery and wonder, listening and possibility… xo to you

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    • You are a constant support, Ingrid xo to you too

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  3. I know exactly what you mean, very beautiful!

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    • Thanks for stopping by. The photos on your site are beautiful…

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  4. So happy to see a blog post from you! 😉 The post is exquisitely written. There is such a rich, quiet, space between the veils of what was and what could be. If we allow ourself to stay there for a wee bit longer, what is possible for us? What magical insights and guidance can be found in that thin place. I know you will find exactly what you need by giving yourself time in your thin place. xo

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    • Guidance.. magical insights… yes. It seems especially appropriate now as the evenings are longer and we are snuggled into the season.

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