“Threshold:” the point or level at which something begins or changes; at the beginning of something or very close to something (such as a new condition, important discovery, etc.)
A feeling of disappointment began to fill me as I drove down the Natchez Trace recently. There were hints of spring here and there, but spring in its majesty had not yet overcome the brown of winter. I looked and looked…and gradually my vision cleared. The gift being given that day was not the splendor of spring but rather the gift of the threshold that lies between the ending of winter and the beginning of spring, the passageway that lies between all the seasons. The dead of winter and the opening of spring were in obvious and bold display in juxtaposition to one another.
Barrenness and brilliance cozied up beside each other..
Once my eyes adjusted, I became witness to a magnificent turning point, and once I began to develop my images at home I saw subtle and obvious thresholds everywhere.
In response I could only say, “Thank you!”
Contributed by Sharon Brown Christopher
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