this feels like the struggle when describing the landscape of an intangible place - it's so real (and, yet).

The space that exists between waking and sleeping; your eyelids and your eyes; this world and the next; life and death - I think that's most where my mind goes when considering your words.

The atmosphere of peace, warmth and comfort.

It much reminds me of one of my favorite ancient Greek words, thalpó: meaning to keep warm, and, because you want to keep it warm, to cherish.

So pleasant! Thank you for the share and the ping, @snook!