We often think of liminal space as location, or lack of location. If, in the Irish mythos terms, these are ‘thin spaces,’ then who’s to say that a person cannot become a liminal space of their own. Consistently on the move, never staying with one person or in one place for long, can a human adopt this wavering reality for themselves? If life never settles down, can a consistent feeling of liminality be considered a thinness of reality any longer? When the transition is never finished, and a person becomes the transition permanently, does that erase or indulge the theory of liminal space and time? If I am consistently in transition, can I truly be between two stages when my single, sedentary state is a lack of sedentary life? Or is life, in its entirety, a liminal space between before and after?
[Written August 8th, 2016]