Hester Bergh-Appoyer

In-Between Poetry

Street Kid poetry
Skills coaching
7 Wisdoms
A 2-3 minute Read

In the Palm of my Hand

Suggested listening: Listen to the grass grow – Catrin Finch / Seckou Keita

I’ve learned that somewhere between the pages you should never turn (and the ones you do), and doors you should never open (and the ones you do),

Somewhere between retreating and rushing head-on, between attachment and setting free, I find out more about life and how to be more of me.

Somewhere between years, months, days.
Between the tick-tocking of the clock.
Between freedom – and society’s lock.
Between the push and pull of another day.
Between feeling empty and “up to here” full.
The facts and the bull.
The highs. The lows.
I found in-tuition, in-sight.
A look within.
And the in-between.

Somewhere between seeing and being (selectively) blind.
Seeing the writing on the wall and going out of my mind …


Somewhere between everything I resist and crave
is another door.

Somewhere between vulnerability and strength,
only I can find to what length
I am willing to go.

I think about thorns, and soft sands in sunset reds and rust.
And the things in between I didn’t scorch to dust.

The stability of heart-wrenching goodbyes.
The things I put down. The things I left behind.

Somewhere between the waxing and waning of all my life’s moons,

I remember:
We all have stars in our eyes and fine — fine —
potential at our fingertips
With sparkly promises still waiting to be released
from my lips.

I see clearly
Unlimited and the unconditional doesn’t live in a distant land.
It’s the way I’ve come. It’s how I now, stand.
And. It has always been in the palm of my hand.

The 7 Wisdoms of the In-Between

  1. Wisdom lives between impulse and restraint.
    Not every page is meant to be turned, not every door opened: Discerning which, is how we stay true to ourselves.
  2. Rushing and retreating are the same loss of inner calm.
    The work is learning to stay in-between attachment and letting go. Both rushing and retreating are ways we lose ourselves.
  3. Time doesn’t teach — attention does.
    Emptiness and overwhelm are not failures; they are signals asking to be met, not fixed.
  4. Clarity often arrives disguised as confusion.
    Seeing the writing on the wall can feel like losing your mind before it becomes insight.
  5. What we resist and what we crave guard the same door.
    Fear and bravery rise together; choice lives where both are allowed.
  6. Strength and vulnerability are meant to coexist.
    Armour hardens us. Exposure drains us.
    Belonging grows in the space that holds both.
  7. What we seek is not elsewhere – but within.
    Unconditional love, protection, and belonging are remembered — they have always lived in the palm of your hand.