The Liminal Self: Between Becoming and Belonging
The Threshold Is Not Empty We often imagine identity as a fixed point; a name etched into glass, a passport, a profession, a story we can tell without hesitation. But…
The Threshold Is Not Empty We often imagine identity as a fixed point; a name etched into glass, a passport, a profession, a story we can tell without hesitation. But…
Some moments don’t require words. They require presence. A job interview. A funeral. A first meeting. A final one. We call them milestones, but in truth, they are thresholds;ritual crossings…