Impermanence

β€œIs not impermanence the very fragrance of our days?” – Rainer Maria Rilke The days have shortened, but summer has stretched long. It is mid-October, and the thermometer reads upwards of 80 degrees. I live in a liminal space where the heat beats and time is suspended. My sight turns inward; I move through myContinue reading “Impermanence”

Liminality

Do you see yet? Do you see how to love the wave already breaking because it is a wave? Because it breaks? – Marilyn McEntyre, “Nothing Gold” liminality (n.) The transitional period or phase of a rite of passage, during which the participant lacks social status or rank, remains anonymous, shows obedience and humility, andContinue reading “Liminality”