It's not often you sit between the clouds. This flight felt like we sat in the liminal space. A sense of sacred space to dwell just for a time. Liminal, sacred, between the cloud space. It is tempered by life's edges and boundaries. At some point you may well touch them, but if you were reach out and try, you may well discover they are kilometres away. |
Liminal, sacred, between the cloud space. God is there. A sense of the divine presence. Creator Spirit, it is filled with something bigger than ourselves. We may well sense that we are carried in that space. It is not a lonely space, and yet only you can make the journey you need to make in it.
Liminal, sacred, between the cloud space. . . .