Two months ago today I moved to Sydney. Today is a Monday. I’m sitting at home on my couch while it rains outside. It’s as hot and humid as Queensland ever was. My house doesn’t have air conditioning and I’m sweating into the cushions. I’m listening to vaporwave and blogging.
Living on Iona, it was common for guests and Iona Community members to refer to the island as a “liminal space”. The island itself has become a symbol of transition—between earth and heaven, inaction and action, history and the present, the present and the future—it was a space in which people could come, spend a time and leave changed.
In the two years I lived there it grew to be such a cliche that staff began to refer to all kinds of things as liminal spaces.
Can’t come to a decision at the staff meeting? Let’s leave in a liminal space.
Dishes are half-done? Don’t worry, they’re just in a liminal space.
The walk between the cathedral and the pub after evening service? That’s a liminal space.
I was fortunate enough to secure my job at Journey just as my contract on the island drew to a close. Besides a short holiday I’d booked for myself, there was no liminal space. I went straight from one thing into another. No in-between.
Unlike the last time, I’ve had about three months of liminal space since finishing my travels around Europe and the United States. I always knew Sydney would be a tough town to crack, and I planned for this eventuality. I have several irons in the fire and I remain hopeful, jobwise.
So I’m trying to enjoy the liminal space, even though I’m itching to get going and do some actual career work. I’ve thrown myself into a new church and have started making YouTube videos again. I might write more about both of those things later, if the mood strikes.
I’ve also put a lot of effort into trying to launch an independent religion journalism podcast, although I’ve hit several roadblocks in that endeavour. I’m doing my best to try and focus on what I can do, rather than the things that are stopping me from making the Platonic ideal of what I’d like to do. Keep an eye out for this one, I haven’t given up completely.
Honestly, the biggest challenge is that creative work is almost impossible without the stimulation of other creative work. To make things, you have to consume things, and to make good things you have to first make bad things. So I’m getting into a grove to write and make videos regularly, even though currently nothing is at the level I’d like it to be. But I will get there, because I’ve been there before.
I’ll be going back to Brisbane for Christmas in a few weeks. If you are in South-East Queensland I might see you.
Until next time.