In the stillness, but not standing still But heard, half-heard, in the stillnessBetween two waves of the sea. TS Eliot. Little Gidding, Four Quartets That space between the waves, when do you see it? When we’re out – on or watching the water as it moves – we tend to notice the waves. Their shape […]
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Even though many of us may have spent the last year feeling separate from others, this observation still rings true. It’s the people we choose to be around. Those who influence the way we see the world as we are immersed in their vision of how things are. And those with whom we share the […]
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This is a liminal space, where we recognise the unknown and still choose to be there. Because liminal space is both abandonment (of control) and intentionality (for purpose). We need to let it do its work in us because we need to cross the threshold into a different place. And this is the only way. […]
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What colour is the question you are holding in your hand? Lifting to the light in this liminal time. Hoping the last rays of sun will catch your intent before sinking behind the hill. What colour is waiting?
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No, honestly – what is your question? I’m not asking because you’ve got it wrong. Or you are stupid. You’re not. But I do want to know what is the question you carry with you. That unsettling perhaps, or that doubt that can’t entirely be subdued. Or that possibility that is threatening to burst in […]
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