by Yuna Lee In breathwork, tea ceremony, and healing spaces, we often speak of “holding space.” But what does that really mean? It’s not a technique. It ’s a presence. A kind of stillness we choose together. This poem is a quiet reflection on what it feels like, what it asks of us, and what it gives in return. The Art of Holding Space (*Inspired by the structure of Elizabeth Bishop’s “ One Art .”) The art of holding space—we keep it with breath. Not fixing, not advising, not