Centers

I've noticed when mowing my lawn that no matter where I start or what pattern I use, I end up in the same spot.  I figure it is the geographic center of my lawn.

What makes the center so special?  We use so many words to describe that place--center, heart, core, middle.  We want to get to the heart of a problem.  We need to center ourselves in stressful situations.  We try to identify the core issue.

I wonder what happens when we focus on the edges, on the fringes, instead.  What if instead of looking for the heart of a problem we looked for the toe?  Could we learn anything from the toe?  What if instead of centering ourselves we allowed our emotions to run out of control?  What if we looked at peripheral issues instead of core ones?

We lick and lick to get to the center of the Tootsie Pop (unless we cheat and bite).  At the center of a Lindor's Dark Chocolate Truffle is a creamy rich chocolate filling.  In the middle of a Blo-Pop is bubblegum!

I just wonder what our world would feel like without the center...like a glazed donut I suppose....