There is a sweet spot. The sweet spot thrives between past and present. It waits between desire and desired. It hovers between up and down. The sweet spot has no left or right. I find where the sweet spot resides by letting go and allow myself to fall freely into the Gap between.
The sweet spot shows up when I spend pleasant time with a friend, wanting it go on or repeat, but grasp neither continuance or repetition. We may want to get together again, even make plans. But the sweetness is in the experience of here and now, and not in the grasping for what might arise in the future.
The sweetness is in what is commonly called the present moment. However, a key to the treasure of the present moment is seldom offered. My key is in not clinging, not grasping for what is yet to come. The key is in not grasping for what might be pleasant or avoiding what might be unpleasant.
The sweetness is in understanding and feeling the force of desire without regard to hanging on to what is desired. It is a sweet spot to be.