I have spent a bit of time waiting in airports in the past few weeks. This morning on a news report I read that Pope Benedict met with airport staff and offered them a few words of challenge and encouragement.
An airport is a unique kind of place. A liminal space where I am no longer where I was, but I am not yet where I am going.
Such a space offers unique opportunities for reflection.
If I ever wrote a book I would like it to be the kind of work that airport kiosks sold; the kind of reading that a browsing traveller would be happy to pay a few dollars for, and to read at the gate or on the plane.
I suspect that whenever people find themselves in a liminal space they are more open than usual to considering a decision, or to pondering a new direction…
Back to the pope. You might be interested in the report:
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