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Living in Life’s Transition Spaces
We spend so much of our lives in the in-between, don’t we? Between who we were and who we’re becoming. Between goodbye and hello. Between the ending of one chapter and the beginning of the next. “The In-Between” is my love letter to those transition spaces that we’re taught to rush through but actually need to learn to inhabit.
Why We Fear the Middle
Our culture is obsessed with arrivals. With destinations. With before-and-after photos. We celebrate the starting line and the finish line, but nobody talks about mile 13 of the marathon. Nobody celebrates the messy middle where the real transformation happens.
“Not quite here, not quite there / Floating in the space between” captures that uncomfortable feeling of being suspended between two points. It’s like being on a trapeze – you’ve let go of one bar but haven’t caught the next one yet. That moment of suspension is terrifying, but it’s also where you’re most alive, most aware, most capable of change.
My Own In-Between Season
I wrote this song during a massive transition in my own life. I was shifting from writing sad songs to hopeful ones, from keeping my music private to sharing it publicly, from seeing myself as “just a mom” to embracing being a mother AND an artist. Every part of my identity felt like it was in flux.
The line “The waiting room of transformation” came to me one day when I was literally sitting in a waiting room, and it hit me – this is what life feels like right now. I’m waiting, but I’m also changing. The waiting IS the work.
Finding Peace in the Process
The chorus offers a shift in perspective: “Maybe the in-between is where we’re meant to be / Learning how to let go while learning how to breathe.” What if these transition spaces aren’t obstacles to get through but sacred spaces to inhabit? What if the in-between is where we become who we’re meant to be?
I’ve learned that you can’t skip the in-between. Trust me, I’ve tried. You can’t fast-forward through grief to get to acceptance. You can’t leap from heartbreak to healing. You can’t jump from fear to faith without walking through the valley of uncertainty.
The Production Choices
The production mirrors the theme – it’s neither completely sparse nor fully produced. It lives in its own in-between space. The fingerpicked guitar pattern creates a sense of movement without arrival, like walking a path that hasn’t revealed its destination yet. The strings swell and recede like breath, like waves, like the natural rhythm of change.
My vocal delivery stays conversational, almost like I’m thinking out loud, because that’s what the in-between feels like – a constant inner dialogue, a working through, a processing in real-time.
Permission to Be Unfinished
If you’re in an in-between season right now – between jobs, between relationships, between versions of yourself – I want you to know it’s okay to be there. You don’t need to rush through it. You don’t need to have answers yet. You don’t need to know what comes next.
The in-between is not a waste of time. It’s not a holding pattern. It’s not a failure to progress. It’s the sacred space where transformation happens, where you shed what no longer serves you and make room for what’s coming next.
So breathe. Float. Trust the process.
