I am in a strange limbo,
between two stools.
I always liked the metaphor of walking.
When you lift a foot to take a step you are unbalanced, nowhere,
in danger of falling.
When you put that foot down
you are once again grounded and safe
and you know where you are.
And then
(oh, we humans are relentless
in our search for forward movement)
then you lift the other foot
and you are again off balance,
perhaps frightened, certainly unsettled.
And then you put that foot down
and you are safely home again.
We do this over and over as we walk through our lives,
not just physically
but emotionally and spiritually.
And that's where I find myself right now.
One metaphorical foot in the air,
motionless, waiting, a bit off balance.
In limbo.
I am as attentive as a member of the Wallenda family crossing the chasm between two skyscrapers,
balance-pole in hand.
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