The Space In Between
Welcome gentle souls,
From our Cyclical Wisdom Altar at the Harvest Festival 29th August 2026
We are at the threshold of Autumn. Summer doesn’t feel quite over yet, although tell that to the rain this bank holiday weekend, and autumn doesn’t feel like has quite arrived yet.
We are in a liminal space.
A transition space.
An exciting place to be, where the possibilities once again are all there for the taking.
Like my recent blog about the pauses between breaths, this is the another kind of pause, the secret space between the seasons turning. Quite a magical place to be. I like these liminal spaces. They are similar to that moment before you are properly awake, still held somewhere in that half dream state. A place between sleeping and waking.
These are the places worth noting and noticing.
The place where we slow down enough to listen.
Where the edges soften and where the magic happens.
The Space In Between a poem by Stephanie
Before your eyes are open
As the morning starts to rise,
The secret place of knowing,
Where lucid dreams alchemise.
The truth reveals itself in
Unexpected ways,
The whispers and hopes
Of dreams reimagined, stay.
The in between, the threshold
The veiled, liminal space,
An open portal to reveries
and visions that embrace.
Possibilities are endless
Between the lines of a page,
The unspoken speaks
As words rearrange.
Until next time,
Blessings,
Stephanie
If you enjoyed this exploration of the spaces in-between, I’d love for you to come and join me for some yoga practise, breathwork and a little more space to simply be.
Soul to Soul Yoga classes begin on 4 September, 10am-11am, at Whiteleaf Yurt, Oxmoor Farm.Great Missenden.
Or join my seasonal soul letters for a monthly note on the season and what is coming up.
May your light shine brightly.