THE ENTRANCE TO TRANCE
BEING IN BALI, I’d heard about ceremonies of trance — the dream state of otherworldly reckoning. Being in Bali is a trance — and surely, it is an entrance to another world. Would that be entrancement?
BEING IN A DARK TUNNEL, I was trying to find the way out. Finding the doorway, it said “ENTRANCE” but it was the way out; and I pondered that allegory — the way in, the way out.
AND BEING QUESTIONING, and the trance of entrancement — entry? Could that be right — these words — aligned?
Trance is akin to transience — but the synchronism of the etymologies of entrance and movement — coming in, going beyond; they are not clear. It’s been said — trance, from the Old French — transe, which is a “fear of coming evil,” originally defined as a “passage from life to death” (in the 12th century), derived from transir “be numb with fear,” originally “die, pass on,” from L.transire “cross over” (see Douglas Harper’s scholarship: transient).
But there might be just that — fear, in the entrance of passing the portal from the one side to the other.
Opening the door, I always ponder that moment — from the one side to the other side. What’s beyond that door(way)? It is the way beyond.
Yonder, another word to explore, I’m sure. Wonderment: the yond.
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