Navigating no-man’s-land

Have you ever crossed a border into no-man’s-land? Once the barrier of the country you are leaving closes behind you, you’re out on your own. It may take a while before the next border comes into sight. You have entered a zone without rules. It has no leaders. It does not belong to any country. Humans are not in charge of it. It simply is.

It is no-man’s-land where I feel in. Not a physical zone on our precious planet. It is one of these in-between phases in my life. You may call it a void. I have been in similar situations, and maybe you have too. It is a time, when I know there is no going back to the old, and yet the new has not yet unfolded.
I feel like being in the calm before the storm. In a boat barely moving forward in rippling water. There is most certainly a rapid ahead, but I have no idea how long it will take before I reach it. Nor do I exactly know how fast the rapid will be or where it will take me.

Not too long ago, I could see a border opening up in the distance. Before I had reached it, I saw it (temporarily?) closing again.
I was given a glimpse of what possibly lays ahead for me. It made me want to speed up, but I was gently reminded that there is a perfect right timing for everything: Divine timing.
There may still be a fork in the road, taking me into another direction. At the right time, the right border will open and I know that the crossing of it will take me into the rapid. I have no fear and am not attached to the outcome.

I have been taken through rapids more than once and understand that they happen for my highest good. Each of them took me to places and situations that exceeded what I could have dreamt of. Time and again I was propelled forward on my path, and shown that I could safely expand my comfort zone to allow the new in. So this time too, I am ready to embrace all of it.

In a recent channeling with Bastet (an Egyptian neter, also known as Bast, commonly referred to as the cat-goddess) I mentioned feeling in no-man’s-land.

“And that is where you are indeed”, she answered me. “And this is what you will feel like more and more often. It is even what you will embrace as your new comfort zone. It will be your safe place. The place where neither past nor future exists. The place where you can simply be, recharge, unwind, and enjoy the silence before the storm takes you again.”

I wondered how no-man’s-land could become my comfort zone. And then it dawned on me: I am in one of those precious moments where I have no commitments. I am free to roam, rest, declutter, explore and create while the borders are still closed. This is the time to be, and to allow my being to get ready for whatever lays ahead.

Within hours of this realization I felt the burden of waiting being lifted from my shoulders, and the very next morning I set out on a 4-day hike on the Walk of Wisdom, a trail I had started in 2021. It was the perfect moment to take I-am-out-on-the-trail-time. And a great opportunity to ask the Divine to bring to my attention what I needed to see and work on. I could just as well take advantage of this in-between time by getting myself in the right physical, emotional and energetic shape for what lays ahead.

So, looking out over the plains of no-man’s-land, I am pushing back my inner frontiers. The borders I had closed myself, out of fear of showing and sharing too much of myself and of not being understood.

Writing this post, I feel the momentum picking up. A border is about to open up; the still invisible line marking the start of the next chapter of my life.