There is a quiet ache woven into higher education that few people outside of it ever truly understand. Students enter our lives as introductions. And if we are fortunate, they leave carrying part of our success story with them. Somewhere between the advising meetings, hallway conversations, late-night emails, breakthroughs, disappointments, and victories… they become part of us. Not permanently in the daily sense, but permanently in the meaningful sense. And then they graduat

It almost didn’t happen. There was a moment when I questioned whether I should even join. It wasn’t something I had planned for, and I could have easily chosen something else. But there was a quiet nudge I couldn’t shake. A sense that I was supposed to step into it, even without a clear reason. So, I did. At that first gathering, nothing felt extraordinary. I was simply sitting next to someone I didn’t know, and at one point, I stepped outside the natural flow of the moment t

There is a space we don’t talk about enough. Not the pain of Friday. Not the miracle of Sunday. But the silence of Saturday. The waiting. The uncertainty. The space where nothing looks like it’s working… yet everything is. Easter is often told as a story of resurrection. But before resurrection, there is stillness. Before breakthrough, there is a moment where all evidence suggests the story is over. And yet… it isn’t. The Neuroscience of the “In-Between” In neuroscience, tran

There are seasons in life that do not arrive with clear beginnings or decisive endings. They unfold more subtly than that. You sense the shift before you can name it. What once felt aligned now feels incomplete, and what lies ahead has not yet fully taken shape. You are no longer who you were, but you are not yet fully who you are becoming. This is called liminal space . Not a pause, but a passage. It is the interior threshold between identities, between assignments, between