July 31, 2015
So, for some reason, ever since I moved into my new home, I feel like I’ve been slipping out of my liminal addiction. I’m not sure what exactly is this new stage I’m entering into, but it seems like I’m about to find out.
I thought the addiction would last a lot longer. Glad it didn’t.
July 6, 2015
I once commented long ago how lost I felt and someone told me that I was experiencing a “liminal” stage. I was aware of leaving the old behind and embracing the new, but I wasn’t aware of this transitional stage. The person was right. It fit. And knowing that made me feel better. I knew that a new stage in my life was just around the corner.
Lately, though, I’ve wondered if I’ve purposely turned to that liminal stage as a place for comfort. How does a person find comfort in the feeling of being lost? Escape. Escape can be comforting.
As scary as they may be I still love new stages for the simple fact that they replace the old stages. But the new stage is a new reality to live in, to struggle in. I use to be uncomfortable with the struggle I experienced in myself in the liminal stage, but now it’s the struggle in new stages that I’m most uncomfortable with.
January 29, 2006
“No, I don’t have a blog. I’m what is known as a ‘Blogger’s Spouse’.
“No, I don’t think I will ever “blog”. I don’t know how others do it. I’m more of a responder than an initiator. I only think of something to
say write when I read other people.”
“Yeah, when Hell freezes over!”