Vertizontal?

I'm searching for a single word to describe the kind of living I seek. In my work I have called it, "living in the center of the cross"...to occupy that pinpoint of space where the horizontal plane and the vertical dimension meet. Human and divine...earth and Spirit. I walk on the planet clothed in flesh, paying bills, eating pizza, laughing at the absurd, loving fiercely and fighting the impulses of impatience, ambivalence and fear, while immersed in the writings of WIE and Wilber, lit up by a constant yearning to hold what holds me, drawn deep under water by stillness and silence, emptiness and fullness. I admit that I have struggled with the balance, finding myself thrown against opposing shores... engrossed in the world of practical living, until I'm left gasping for air, only to then find myself drowning in the oceans of my own wells. How to exist, not with one foot in either realm, but in a new realm altogether, where the two become one. Where neither extinguishes the other, but deepens, enriches and completes.

I return to that pinpoint, that sparking ember. It ignites in my consciousness, draws me in. I am moving closer.

Again, I cannot help but want a word: Vertizontal Living? Silly. Perhaps I will know it when I get there.