Contemplate the totality of the fruits borne by the tree of life.
The art of navel-gazing is a pretty looked down upon (clumsy pun half-intended) and underrated activity. To collect the lint that occasionally builds up in it. To ponder the intricate ridges in the bowl of its crater.
For is there a better reminder of our fundamental wholeness and oneness with all Being: than that seal of umbilical cut in the middle of our body?
The origo of our being. 
No wonder I find there is a tension right around that area whenever I am emotionally cringing or begin another episode of compulsive bingeing.
But as I ’relax into’ my belly-button and ’feel’ from there, and ’perceive’ the moment right from there: the tension in fact almost invariably abates.
Try it.
Also, next time you engage someone: try and relate to them as if right from your belly-button. Perceive from your origo.
Stop more often to contemplate your navel—is all I’m saying.
The Prancing Apprentice 