Beyond right-doing and wrong-doing, there is a meadow. I’ll meet you there.
James: I’ve always been excited about our perceived position. It seems so front row! No matter where I wander, it seems like I’m in the middle of something. The emergency room. Dancefloor. Arctic tundra. Directions race away from all sides, but there’s no doubt, I’m the spindle of the compass’ jittery needle. East starts just east of me, West just west. Waiwaiwait. You too? How can we both be the centre of it all? For this meditation, we are going to find out, search for the territory beyond us, the axis mundi, where all directions meet.