As I sit basking in warm winter sun, I believe I have found a part of a source of my most modern paradigm:
Invariably, as I meditate, I sometimes begin to feel a sort of dizziness; As if I'm in gyre; being swept away by a some internal, transcendental, spiraling current:
It isn't comfortable.. Yet is it possible to find comfort.
It falls between descriptions. It's like some uneasy shifting. Flux. Adrift in some vortex.. A vortex..
I seem to be finding that there is an imbalance of delicate- yet resilient- energies churning and evoking the universe I find within me as well as those that exist within the physical domain.