At the still point - there we are


How do you find you the stillness?

"Neither from nor towards, at the still point, there the dance is." T.S. Eliot

And there the art is... Neither grasping after it - it's gotta happen, gimme gimme inspiration. Chasing chasing. Nor expecting inspiration to come strike miraculously out of an empty sky. Instead we hold steady, hold still. We show up. We wait, that kind of waiting in which we're emptied out of it having to be something, emptied out of grasping and chasing or expecting miracles, until it's just the dancing, us that's being danced. And then the miracle happens. No writer just writing. No painter just painting. No control or ego just trust and creating. That's what happens at the still point. How do you find the stillness, dear folk?

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