I'm Not There Yet: Name the In-Between
There’s a unique discomfort that arises when you're in the "in-between."
Not where you were.
Not yet where you want to be.
Suspended between chapters, becoming someone new.
It might look like:
A job that no longer fits—but no clarity on what’s next.
A relationship that ended—but no new love in sight.
A dream tugging at your soul—but still waiting to be born.
In this space, it’s easy to spiral. Easy to question everything.
But I invite you to pause—right here—and name it.
Say it gently: “I’m in-between.”
Naming it doesn’t make it vanish. But it offers reverence. It grounds you in the truth of the moment.
What the In-Between Taught Me
My own journey has been anything but linear.
I’ve lived many versions of myself—each shaped by the uncomfortable spaces in between.
At sixteen, I sat in an Ayahuasca ceremony in Ecuador alongside my cousin. That night changed my life. It cracked open my perception of healing and introduced me to a world where plants were teachers and spirit was real.
Years later, I was living in New York City, working in art galleries and museums—immersed in beauty, but quietly aching for something deeper. A master’s in Visual Anthropology took me to the Andes, where I listened to indigenous women share stories of leadership and resilience. Their words stayed with me. But still—I felt the tug of something I couldn’t yet name.
When my mother passed, that loss became a portal.
It was the sharp edge that turned my gaze inward.
It wasn’t just grief—it was a calling.
In my thirties, I returned to school—this time for Clinical Social Work. I became a licensed psychotherapist in NYC. I sat with couples navigating heartbreak, abandonment, longing. In their stories, I saw pieces of mine. And so, I kept learning.
From psychic surgery in Brazil, to Family Constellations in Mexico, to Quantum Medicine in France—I followed the breadcrumbs through the fog, healing in layers, deepening through every pause.
And do you know where the most profound shifts happened?
Not in the breakthroughs.
But in the spaces between them.
Honor the Story Within the Space
When you're in-between, your story is still forming. Don't rush to write the ending.
This is the chapter where the heroine questions everything. Where the plot thickens. Where the alchemy begins.
Lead Yourself with Devotion
Leadership isn’t loud here. It’s quiet.
It’s lighting a candle and saying, Even here, I trust.
It’s tending to your soul as if it were sacred ground, because it is.
I recommend gentle practices:
Pull an oracle card and let its message sit in your heart.
Take a walk with no destination—let life show you something unexpected.
Write a letter to your future self who has arrived—and thank yourself in advance.
Speak It So Others Feel Less Alone
Your voice carries resonance. When you name your in-between, others breathe easier.
They remember they’re not the only ones who haven’t "figured it out."
So if you’re not there yet, say it.
Say it proudly.
Say it with love.
In Closing:
The in-between is sacred.
It is the cocoon before the wings.
It is not the absence of movement—it is the quiet force of transformation at work beneath the surface.
If you’re reading this, you know I see you.
You're not lost.
You're being rewritten.
