Hanging out in a liminal space

I have a feeling of being in transition, of being in between the not anymore and the not yet. I've been chewing on it ever since I saw my dear friend incarcerated in his body from a stroke, and struggling in a nursing home. The push onto the threshold is also because this is my…

Yin and Yang

I've started a Tai Chi class, taught by a very soothing gentleman who is patient with our stumbles and questions and awkward poses. He may go home and snicker to himself, but somehow I doubt it. He seems suffused with calm. I find myself looking at him, wanting to get closer to his aura, somehow…

Transitions

Fall is creeping in under the bright sunlight and warmth of almost summer. Only the cooler nights and the changing tones of green give it away - the occasional red leaf poking out on this tree here, that tree there. Rain falls, with a chill underneath. It's time for a change. I notice it on…