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I’m in awe of the poetic intelligence of the psyche’s deepest aspects. That’s quite a phrase, isn’t it, poetic intelligence? What does it mean? Isabel Clarke introduced me to the transliminal dimension (“beyond threshold”), which operates more like poetry than logic. Transliminality is a psychological term for content moving past the unconscious/conscious threshold. The higher this tendency, the more creative someone is likely to be.
People with high transliminality access to dimensions the majority don’t find so easily. The deeper you go, the more poetic the dimension becomes, leaving behind the familiar ground of logic and reason, entering the symbolic and the mythical. Poets and mystics return from this dimension, people we view as mad get lost. Poetic intelligence, then, is the ability to discern, interpret and engage with this dimension.
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The ineffable is impossible to capture in language, yet poetry offers an attempt to translate. Merriam-Webster defines poetry as: “writing that formulates a concentrated imaginative awareness of experience in language chosen and arranged to create a specific emotional response through meaning, sound, and rhythm.”

The memory resurfaced. Days-gone-by illuminated my consciousness, beckoning me to leave the present and return to the past. “I miss that time,” I thought, as I remembered a lucid summer from two years ago, a time when I felt vibrantly alive.
I’m content with where I’m at, mentally, spiritually, and creatively, but the summer of 2018 had a different quality to it. I had a powerful spiritual awakening and a huge upgrade in my reality. I’d uncovered parts of myself I didn’t know existed, including levels of creativity never before experienced, and a vitality and aliveness which had me bouncing out of bed each day, eager to get to work on my business, to explore, to adventure.
An adventure it was; those summer months felt like learning how to live again, from a different place. My receptivity was wide open, I’d stumbled across a deeper reality, and I’d never felt more awake, more connected to myself, my spirituality, the universe surrounding me. I was seeing everything with fresh eyes, as if for the first time.
Such highs are common throughout the awakening process, but they aren’t ever-lasting. Since then I’ve continued to grow and develop, with similar moments of aliveness coming and going, with plenty of shadow work thrown in for good measure. Spiritual growth is circular, and although I feel the ways I’ve grown, there’s a certain quality about these months I can’t shake.