Learning to Sit in the In-Between
There’s a space between seasons that we never name. Winter is dramatic. Spring is celebrated. Summer gets the photos. Fall gets the poetry. But the in-between? The weeks where snow melts and nothing blooms yet? The days where the air is confused and the light shows up late? We skip over that part. We want arrivals. We want endings. We want “it’s finally here” moments. So we treat the in-between like a waiting room. Something to get through, not something to live in. But what if the in-between has something to teach us? *1. Sabar isn’t just waiting. It’s attention.* Patience isn’t staring at the door until it opens. It’s noticing what’s already in the room. The way quiet sounds different at 6am vs 11pm. The way your thoughts slow down when you stop rushing them. The way “nothing is happening” is actually “a lot is happening, just quietly.” We think sabar means holding your breath. Maybe it means breathing differently. Smaller breaths. Steadier ones. Breaths that don’t need a...