Hi Folks,
Here’s a poem that first appeared in my collection of poetry “Until Now:New Poems”. You can also find it in The Elephant Journal. I have always been drawn to the liminal spaces, morning, evening, the silence between the sounds, the places of mysterious becoming. Even though I’ve been drawn to such places, it taken time to learn how to hold my own non-linear patterns of becoming and growth with more grace and compassion, to love the questions and allow for what can only happen with time and courage and compassion. What a gift and how important it is to have others in our lives that support who we are and who we are becoming.
Question
How do you honor liminal time. How do you support yourself or others for who they are and who they are becoming?
Thank for this poem..so fitting as 2025 is just about to burst through my window.