We have to find the center and live from there-- the center of the boundary line between the extremes. Between the contraries. Between the contradictions. We have to live on the boundary between the mutually exclusive polarities that populate our life, and not just anywhere on the boundary, but in the dead center of the line all of the time. Dionysus and Apollo live within us, and we have to live in the center of the line separating them. And so with every other pair of opposites. This is the work of Balance and Harmony. Of consciousness/awareness. Of seeing/hearing/knowing/realizing. It is the work of illumination, of enlightenment. It is the work of being alive! The trick with managing the art of the center point is understanding that it is not a fixed point, but a wobble. It is in constant movement. Woops! Too much! Woops! Too much the other way! Woops! Too much! Back the other way! And so it goes. There are no steady states of being. We are moving back and forth across a floating line seeking an imaginary center in strong winds on heavy seas, going, "Woops! Woops! Woops! all the time. And, when we get that down, we have it made!