At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;
Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.~T S Eliot ~
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may we all dance in an awakened way in ever widening circles of love moving into the great beyond at the speed of rainbow light while standing perfectly still in the center of the wheel…
namaste’, beloveds
