“Harmony/The Middle Way”:  Is it a stodgy, nagging finger that prudishly wags at us, defining a point between two extremes?  A point which becomes extreme in and of itself as society slides one way or the other?

No, it’s more an aqueous state of spirit, like Batman as he runs along a tightrope, dodging a hail of gunfire. Simultaneously able to push with maximal force/tread lightly; from any direction, any angle. Able to commit fully to whatever may be appropriate so he can stay upright.

Inwardly tranquil.  Outwardly loving it.