Still Point

I have broken away for a trip to visit my daughter and go with a friend to a special place in Mexico. Dog and garden being cared for by friends staying in my house, I’m set loose. This happens only rarely any more. Right now I am on an airplane; I have never been on-line on an airplane before.

I am thinking about T.S. Eliot’s words in Burnt Norton where he writes of the “Still point of the turning world.”

Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.  

Though I am on an airplane and in motion, I feel now like I am entering that still point. A break in my life pattern. A perspective from a distance. A still point in the turning world. And I want to be in the dance. I want to set myself still enough to be only in the dance. There is only the dance.

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