Crossing the abyss between heart and heart [between one person and another] is like going back to the beginning, going back to an original unity. Say I am a traveler, one who loves to be on a journey, who draws life from adventure, but I have a friend who is a dweller, who is at peace only at home and even on a journey is trying always to make a home wherever we are. When my own traveler's heart goes out to my dweller's heart, the part of me that is a dweller comes to life, the part that wants to find rest in my restlessness. Places in my heart come to life, places of peace and beauty, places of rest and dwelling, that allow me to understand my friend's heart. It is as if there were a place where once we lived together in peace and we are always trying to find our way back there again,
Together we will take the road that leads into the West,
And far away will find a land where both our hearts may rest.
To understand each other, the dweller has to be willing to travel and the traveler to dwell, as we journey home together.
— John S. Dunne, The Music of Time