I like the word liminal. It's from the Latin word limen, threshold, and it means the ambiguous zone between two states of being. I like the way the word sounds, and I also find it describes situations I often find myself in. The beach is liminal, with tidepools that are sometimes wet, sometimes dry. Fog on the mountain is liminal. Airports are liminal. Some life phases are liminal. Adolescence is liminal. We are experiencing a liminal phase now, with the pandemic receding and our post-pandemic lives forming. Transitions are exciting for some people. I don't always enjoy being in a liminal place. Uncertainties unnerve me. But it's sure not boring.
July 19, 2021
In the past week with the mask mandate removed it has been confusing and weird. We have been wearing masks for so long that I am hesitant to remove it because it has provided some measure of protection. I fear that unvaccinated people will not be responsible and wear a mask, just as they are not being responsible to the greater community by not being vaccinated.. My fear is that covid will not be fully gone and it will reappear. I still struggle with trying to determine if I can still be friends with someone whose viewpoint on this issue is so very different from mine.
May 20, 2021