Liminal moments, the time in-between scenes. There is a secret to be found in those rooms between the worlds. Where stillness grows like a living forest.
I’d learned about the liminal more recently from Brendon Burchard. But I first encountered them in C.S. Lewis as a young boy. Always found it odd that I seem to be relearning all the mysteries of life – first as pretend, then as comprehend.
In the liminal moments, small or large, I noticed the expansion of my creative faculties. And once I commit down a pool of thought, down I go feeling my creative forces narrowing. Focusing .
Today, before you leave the house, while you are standing at your door (la puerta, in Spanish), relax your mind. And then, before you open the door, set your intention for who you will be once you pass through to the other-side. As in, pretend who you want to be before you open the door. And then show up.
What you might find in doing this activity, this practice, is that the world likes to make you into what you pretend to be.