Transition and Breath

I'm in a stage of vast transition.  

Singleness to marriage.  

College to post grad.  

Connected community to relative isolation.  

My fiancé and I have had to process what it looks like to keep a positive attitude amidst so many things transitioning out of the life we've known. And it's not easy.

Transitiion seems to be a pestering test to see who you are external of the context you embody. To use an old cliche, it's where the rubber meets the road. It's the period of time where you learn what it is that carries, sustains, or propels you.  

And that's where the cross-religious notion of spirit being breath is fascinating. Breath and spirit are the same words in the Judeo Christian tradition and the Hawaiian tradition.  

So people groups in the middle of the Pacific Ocean and ones in the Middle East both came to the same conclusion. 

The spirit of all that is divine is as close as ones own breath.  

And throughout every transition, starting with birth, ending with death, breath happens to be a partner.