"the still point of the turning world"

I've plunged back into writing my novel. Last night I was up late doing some background research, and I got swept away reading about God and the creation of the soul. In the book, The Power of Myth by Joseph  Campbell and Bill Moyers, they talk about how we are made in the image of God. In the last chapter, they discuss the poem "Four Quartets" in which T.S Eliot writes "about the still point of the turning world, were motion and stasis are together, the hub where the movement of time and the stillness of eternity are together. " Campbell interprets this "still point" as the place or moment of our becoming or "the source." This image carried itself through my dreams. For most of the night, I slept soundly--blanketed in a lovely dream about my husband and our romantic love--but then I woke very suddenly when I dreamed that my son drowned in a swimming pool. It was a terrible dream, and my heart ached. Then I remembered the sweetness of the dream from earlier in the night. Perhaps my subsconcious interpreted this image of Eliot's in my dream. Eternal love releases us from the fear of mortal death. The peace this brings is that still point. We remember our original becoming--the source of our existence--God. Stillness and motion together. It seems like such a contradiction and yet makes exact sense.

What do you think?