Your inner compass is clear, like the air within the eye of a hurricane, yet it is extraordinarily solid, durable, and stable. It is harmonious, like the light from a prism, or the proportions of the fibonacci curve that appear naturally everywhere in nature, and yet, upon close examination, it is a chaos of minor, individual imperfections.
Life speaks to you uniquely, of its priorities for you. It is only by accessing, listening to, and following them that you give a world that desperately needs them, you own unique gifts.
Much pain and suffering is created by ignorance of the perspectives that control your preferences and decisions as well as those that create your inner compass.