Duration is a state whose movement is not worn down by hindrances. It is not a state of rest, for mere standstill is regression. Duration is rather the self-contained and therefore self-renewing movement of an organized, firmly integrated whole, taking place in accordance with immutable laws and beginning anew at every ending. The end is reached by an inward movement, by inhalation, systole, contraction, and this movement is directed outward, in exhalation, diastole, expansion. -I Ching
This recent cosmic ebb has surely been the most emotionally taxing cycle I've endured this year. Certain aspects of my life - namely work and school - seemed to wax fruitious in seemingly autonomous detachment to the perilous mental discord I endured in limbo. It's been several years now that I've been able to course these diastolic segues without the disruptive self-sabotage that I used to succumb to. Hallelujah.
A few weeks ago I rediscovered Jose Arguelles' Mandala in my library. I had a period around 19-20 where I constructed many mandala - but without the experiential knowledge of age. There is reference in this book about the deconstruction of the mandala - on removing the detritus of a defunct structure and coring away old methodologies to arrive back to a singular point of departure.
Orientation requires a central position.
Having mastered the crawl . . . . more prepared now to stand.