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I wonder if that liminal space gets thinner as we get older, like my old, crepe paper skin. We bleed easier. We bruise easier. We can see veins in details. Its almost as if we can see through it in some places. I can sense Jesus walking with me in a flowing way sometimes, or is it the Holy Spirit. That curtain between this world and the other world is as soft as slowly going underwater.

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I wonder also if the wisdom of age can also makes one more sensitive to liminal space

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Are elderly people automatically wise? I think the operative word is "sensitive." Can one be sensitive to liminal space and not the person next to them?

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And yes I believe that one can experience a liminal space while the person next to them doesn’t experience it at all.

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Unfortunately no. However I do believe that the older we get the greater wisdom we can have. Not always but more possible.

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I agree. I have long felt liminal spaces in the mundanity of my ordinary life. My favourite time of the Church is Ordinary Time for that reason, guess. I am struggling to imagine that I still have a place in the church since leaving my last charge, but strangely I feel closer to the Source, the Mystery that I believe Jesus was talking about. But how do I share that with others who are in a similar or parallel place? I think this necessary but feel rather overwhelmed at the task before me. Glad to read your posts; they offer courage and comfort.

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I will be praying for you in this space in which you find yourself. I’m also happy to share more of my story if it might help.

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Susanna - thank you for sharing. I had a similar experience when I left my previous call (which was not an “ideal” departure). The transition time, as I look back, was an extended liminal space of looking deep into the unknown and mystery and then finding the beautifully unexpected on the other side.

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