There’s this stage in life that we don’t talk about enough,
the in-between. It’s that space where you know something needs to change, but
you haven’t quite figured out what or how. You feel a shift inside you, a quiet
stirring, but nothing seems to be moving on the outside yet. It can feel
frustrating, like being caught in a fog between who you were and who you’re
becoming.
I’ve been sitting in that space lately, not exactly lost,
but not fully clear either. There’s a sense that I’m on the edge of something
new, yet my feet feel heavy, like they haven’t learned the rhythm of this next
chapter. I’ve started to realize, though, that this in-between isn’t a mistake
or a delay; it’s a transition.
Change doesn’t always announce itself with a big moment or a
dramatic shift. Sometimes it comes quietly, wrapped in confusion or stillness.
It starts when you decide to do something differently, maybe to think
differently, to set a boundary, to stop chasing what drains you, or to start
believing you deserve better. That decision alone changes the pattern. And once
that happens, your entire system, mind, body, and soul, begins to recalibrate.
That recalibration is what we often call being “stuck.” But
what if you’re not stuck at all? What if you’re simply adjusting to the new
you? The old ways don’t fit anymore, and the new ones are still forming. It’s
like when a caterpillar is inside the cocoon, unseen but transforming. The
in-between is that sacred space where your old identity begins to dissolve and
your new one hasn’t quite taken shape yet.
I haven’t quite arrived at my “new” yet either. But I feel
it, that gentle pull toward something freer, something lighter. I’ve noticed my
thoughts changing, my reactions softening, and my tolerance for certain things
shrinking. It’s subtle, but it’s there. And even though I don’t fully
understand where it’s all leading, I’ve learned to trust that the feeling of
in-between is proof that I’m not standing still, I’m evolving.
If you’re reading this and you feel like you’re in that same
space, please don’t be discouraged. You’ve already done the hardest part,
recognizing that something needs to shift. Now it’s about patience, grace, and
small steps. Give yourself permission to be in the process without rushing to the
outcome.
You may not have all the answers right now, but every small
act of faith, every time you choose rest over worry, or hope over fear, moves
you closer to what’s next.
Transformation takes time. Even butterflies rest before they fly.
Therefore, take a deep breath. The in-between isn’t the end
of your story; it’s the quiet chapter where your transformation begins. The
in-between doesn’t last forever; sooner or later, that quiet longing turns into
motion. And that’s where adaptation begins.
