I awoke to learn that Terry Kay, my writing mentor and beloved friend, had died. And before I knew it, I found myself in a thin place where something quite numinous happened.
A thin place is where one can walk in two worlds – the worlds are fused together, knitted loosely where the differences can be discerned or tightly where the two worlds become one. Thin places aren't perceived with the five senses. Experiencing them goes beyond those limits.
