If ever I wonder, how in the world am I going to _________?? a simple remembrance brings me back to the heart of where I truly am?
I am not in the world, the world is in me? I do not abide in the world, the world abides in me?
From this, inspiration spontaneously springs forth? and the answer to the question I never asked is silently revealed.
?and I remember I am in the world after all? and every idea or thought I appear to have is only one side of a coin of which both sides are true..