Liminal Space
This is the time of year when I’m getting ready to hibernate, reflect and turn inward as light diminishes and cold weather envelopes us. It’s also one of my most creative times of the year. As an intuitive artist and maker, I draw inspiration from the world around me and right now the snowy forests are begging to be transformed onto paper, stitch or book. Sometimes the urge to create is so strong it pours out and I have to focus all of my energy on calm and completion. On the flip side of all this creative beauty, is the chaos of holidays and a struggle with darkness that can make it difficult to remember who we are and what we value. In the hopes of remembering and rediscovering myself I write, draw, paint, bake, decorate with pine and cedar, light candles, drink teas and make pots of soup. Through these practices I am more present for myself and the people in my life. The following passage I wrote in honor of wellness, creativity, liminal space, darkness and cycles. For winter, not just a season, but something growing, unfolding and changing within us… wishing you an amazing transformation.
Keep what’s true in front of you, mind the path, follow the way of the heart. Even when the heart is not sure, scared and troubled. Bound by the constraints of a world that will constantly pull you to be anything but you. Find your true north; find the space, liminal and sacred, rich with your genuine authenticity, and stay there… try anyway. I know it is difficult. We are not meant to be there always, this is how we grow. In the breath of trying to reach your peace, holding it tightly, seemingly effortlessly, only to watch it slip away again. This is how your peace will unfold. It will grow inside of you, an unshakable force, emblazoned within. So strong in self and love that fear will drop away as your truth, ever present, deep in the core of your soul permeates out and in. This immeasurable depth will build your days and in the midst of all the to do’s and striving, balance will nudge. It will tuck away and live inside of you. And when the flow of life has you swept up forgetting and your true north is upside down, return to the liminal space. The in between where all is unsure and unforseen. Where curiosity and inquisitiveness thrive. All is well here, where you stand tall and unshaken, your roots deep and solid. Your truth takes you back.
See you there, especially on the dark days.
xxx
