Recently, in his sermon series on Exodus, my pastor was talking about liminal space. The place in between places, a place you’re just passing through. A quick Google search says it’s the sort of place “that evokes feelings of ambiguity and unease, often occurring during times of change or in places that are empty, abandoned, or feel ‘off’.”
Yeah, that really resonates with me.
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As I write this, I’m trying to ignore the tinnitus in my left ear. It started this morning when I woke up (45 minutes before my alarm, thanks to a call from the doctor’s office, grr) and hasn’t gone away yet. It’s probably due to the change in air pressure; a front moved in last night and there was a big storm and it’s still overcast late this morning as I type. Oh well, at least I don’t have a pressure-change migraine. And I’ve got my UV lamp on to ward off the glooms.
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