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There are places.
Places in space and places in time that are neither here nor there.
The edge of one place and yet not another where all things are possible.
The crossroads.
The crossroads is a place where you can drift down any possible path, or anything can come down the road from any direction. The intersection where possible paths meet.
From dusk or from dawn.
The moments where it is neither quite day nor night. The shades are long, but no direct light, nor bathed in deep darkness. The balance point of light and dark where all things coexist.
The edge of wakefulness.
Just before slipping into a deeper sleep, or not quite yet roused from a dream. That place between conscious and subconscious, where thought and feeling merge indistinctly.
These are the places. The states of being where perspective is different. Where dreams are manifested. Where new ideas come and go. Where magic happens. Where your mind, body, and soul are one, or perhaps none. Or perhaps both and neither simultaneously.
The personal axis mundi. Your immovable spot where around you the world revolves. Your time on the cross, or on Mt Ararat, or under the bodhi tree, or at the totem pole, or in your circle, or hanging from Yggdrasil.
A place where you can atone.
Atone.
AtOne.
At.
One.
Where, even if but for a brief moment you are at one with the entirety of the multiverse.
I think A.A. Milne captures this ever more succinctly in his poem “Halfway Down”
Halfway down the stairs
is a stair
where i sit.
there isn't any
other stair
quite like
it.
i'm not at the bottom,
i'm not at the top;
so this is the stair
where
I always
stop.
Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up
And it isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!
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Jon 🐇
I've always loved Milne, such a simple and sincere poet :)
and that being a sincere poem, I'd say :)
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I have a copy of Now We Are Six, inscribed "To Jon on his 35th birthday"! from my at-the-time-wife Becky, I still treasure it :)
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Oh that is a wonderful gift!
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I have most of The Knight Who's Armour Didn't Squeak memorized XD
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R+C
I like walking down the Yellow Brick Road. Yes, there are lions, tigers and bears, but I always look forward to meeting up with the Wizard. Knowing that at the end, he will change me into a better person.
or remind you that you always were all along :)
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