I find myself living between spaces these couple of months, fully aware of the work that calls for my attention, yet gently allowing life’s unexpected interruptions to take their rightful place. In these moments, I feel quietly invited to give voice to the soft murmurs that arise in the spaces in between.
The Spaces Between
The unnoticed gap of a quieting down,
a momentary pause, often gone too soon,
absorbed in the fast-paced flow of life’s movement.
It reveals itself in the rush of the sea’s waves
as they reach for the shoreline,
lingering, like a breath held, forgetting for a moment
was it arriving, or returning?
Our days are filled with these momentary pauses,
invitations to honor the space between,
where time lingers, seemingly held and suspended,
and stillness embraces us for a while.
We can quickly brush it all off
as delays and interruptions,
unplanned downtime that slows our momentum.
Yet, dismissed and ignored too often,
life finds a way to offer a detour
an altogether unplanned route
that may shake us to the core.
Arriving rarely gently,
the detour disrupts and unsettles
Breaks flows and rhythms
bringing confusion and uncertainty.
The only way forward
is recognizing the call
to a quiet surrendering,
to the invitation to linger
in the soft and gentle embrace of stillness,
listening attentively to life’s whisper,
to honor the space between.
So for now, I’ll stay in the embrace of the stillness in this space between, honoring it, and allowing it to speak gentle words of life’s blessings, the gifts hidden amidst the busyness life brings.
