Deep beneath 

The chaos and chit-chatter of the world,

Swathed in a rich, lingering silence,

Entrenched power

Winds its way through the spaces between.

I feel at home in this liminal,

In the space in between,

In the past, present and future.

Living simultaneously in two worlds,

Each half peaked

And half blossoming. 

I am either and neither

But mostly both. 

It is in the systole

And diastole

Where I most often live.

Neither here nor there

But always on the way.

There are beginnings and endings,

One emerging out of the other.

Most days I find myself traveling in the ever present

Leaving behind yesterday with ease

And welcoming tomorrow with open arms.

Learning to live with the outcome,

More patient with the process, 

And less attached to the certain. 

To love what is becoming,

And the questions that keep coming...

Coming back to me.

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