The greatest mystery of all time, without a close competitor, is the Psyche that forms the nucleus around which our life revolves.

The old definition of God being a sphere, whose center is everywhere and whose circumference is nowhere is as close as we are likely to ever get to making sense of Psyche.

Words are useless in that effort because words are only references to things that stand to reason. Words cannot say things about things that are beyond our ability to comprehend.

And that means more time for emptiness, stillness, silence! Dropping into the silence, open and receptive to what we find there, waiting for clarity and realization to emerge from the stillness and emptiness to reveal what’s what and what is called for and what needs to be done in response here, now in each situation as it arises all our life long–which is the path that is the path through all times and places, calling our name, awaiting our full participation in the life that is our to live in the time left for living.