Wednesday, May 27, 2020
5 y/o grandson: I can’t wait for tomorrow!
Mom (my daughter): What’s tomorrow?
5 y/o grandson: Saturday! No School!
Mom: Do you have any idea what day it is?
5 y/o grandson: Of course I don’t
“In the universe, there are things that are known, and things that are unknown, and in between them, there are doors.”
When we find ourselves in liminal space, does it matter whether we are pushed or whether we jump? Either way, we are not where or what we were before, nor do we know how or where we will land in our new reality. We are, as the anthropologist Victor Turner (1920–1983) wrote, betwixt and between. In that space—which is mental, emotional, physical, and spiritual—we are destabilized, disoriented. The old touchstones, habits, and comforts are now past, the future unknown. We only wish such a time to be over. We may be impatient to pass through it quickly, with as little distress as possible, even though that is not likely. . . .
Sheryl Fullerton (quoted by Rohr, 4/29/20)
Life is vague
Time is blurred
And we are in that liminal space
Between old normal and new normal
For something to change
We’d be happy if it felt like there were progress
Instead we are just in liminal space
Stuck in between
And it sucks
So we are angry
We want to go to sleep until it’s all over
We want to push our way through
Rush our way through
Mostly we want to “get back” to normal
Which is really sad
Because normal was not all that great
Full of poverty
The reality is liminal space is sacred
for in this time
much can happen
this uncomfortable time can be
(with the help of the Spirit)
A time of creativity,
so what will we do
with this unwanted gift?
perhaps all we can do
is what the people of Israel did
in that liminal space called the wilderness
follow the Sacred
one step at a time
moving us away from what was
to what will be
to God’s new thing