Becoming in the In-Between

 

“What if the most profound transformations happen not in the leap—but in the breath before?”

There is a quiet tension in the spaces we often overlook. A stretch of silence between endings and beginnings. A pause that doesn’t ask us to move—but to notice.

So often, we rush to become. We chase the next version of ourselves with urgency, as if becoming is only valid once it is complete. But there is power in the liminal. There is divinity in the undone.

The in-between is not a mistake; it is a sacred ceremony. A soft undoing. A shedding of identities that no longer serve. A breath of surrender before the next inhale.

This is the threshold—the place where nothing is certain, and yet everything is possible. Here, you are clay again. Unshaped. Undefined. Yet filled with holy potential.

To stand in the in-between is to say yes to what you do not yet understand. It is to trust the shapelessness. To know that the absence of clarity does not mean absence of direction. Sometimes, the soul must exhale before it can speak again.

So pause.
Feel it.
Honor the unformed.

You are not lost.
You are becoming.