Dead Center

I have spoken to you of the dead center.

Perhaps something is put into motion long ago. There is an understanding of that thing at that time and it is considered on occasion. Then that thing returns to us with new understandings and new meanings.

I was out in the country one day. I had gone out to pray and some friends came by to pick me up and return me to the house. I was in the passenger seat. Judy was driving the brown truck. Dave Brush was in the truck bed. Judy Judy was driving at a decent clip for a washed out dirt road. All of the sudden the truck came to a halting stop. The front wheels had come off the road and slide down into a rut. High Center. Everyone in the cab seemed okay. Dave flew forward and hit the cab of the truck dislocating his shoulder. We walked back to the house and sent out a crew after lunch to retrieve the truck. Common occurrence it is in the country to hit high center. One of the many reasons I carry a handyman jack in the back of the truck.

Sitting at breakfast this summer. Bacon, eggs, toast. Delicious. Eggs cooked in the fat of the bacon. Bread soaking up the grease. Plenty of Tabasco. Pine trees also scent the warm morning air. It was a summer of revelation and awakening. Little pieces coming together to paint a picture of life. Things unseen coming out of the shadows and clarity of focus upon those items dulled by constant recognition. Leaves shimmer with a new life of the spirit.

Carl said something about being on dead center. I know what happens to a truck on dead center it stops forward movement. Coming to that place is not bad. Philosophically, I thought that the center was the goal. The middle road. I found the middle road and walked it well. Letting loose of the highs and lows. No emotion. No fear. No questions. No movement. Just centered, right there. The goal. Centered. Seeing now, the center is good but it too requires movement. It requires having emotion and living life. It is a peaceful place but that center I found led me to high center. Dead Center. Right there in the middle but dead. So how to come about being centered, being in the middle but alive? Go through the emotions. Surf the waves of the high and the low. Embrace life and all the offerings. Venture out to the four corners but return to that place of comfort in the middle ready again to move.