When I sat down at the piano last night, this piece of music slowly leaked out of my fingers onto the piano keys. I struggled to find the title, but then it came to me in the night – Suspended. This piece captures for me the feeling I have when I feel suspended between the physical and spiritual world, between hope and reality, between the calm and the storm. It sometimes feels like I am hanging in between what is and what will be – the holding in tension of the here and the not yet, which is a daily occurrence. It is both okay and not okay and yet it just is – somewhere suspended.