Today, I learned about liminal spaces. It was described to me as the process of leaving behind who you were but you are not quite yet the person you are meant to be. It’s the place in-between who you were and who you will become.
There are lots of liminal spaces in our everyday lives. Starting a job, leaving a job, getting married, getting divorced, having a child, losing a child, moving, getting sober, surviving a trauma, losing a parent, moving to a new country, the list could go on infinitely.
Transitions interest me. I get great satisfaction watching people evolve. Yet, I fail to measure my own growth for reasons still unknown to me. In a sense, I have been living in a liminal space for some time now; I am not the person I once was but my metamorphosis is not yet complete.
Our society is inundated with directions, advice, and motivation, on how to get through something but is lacking in recognizing the need to simply exist in some spaces, even when it is unpleasant. When I don’t like how I’m feeling, my default is to change how I’m feeling instead of sitting with my feelings and letting them flow through me. Pain is a motivator. Fear is a validator. Grief is inevitable.
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