what is joy?joyis to be eclipsedin who you arenowand forever.it is to let downyour weaknessand let downyour strengthand find yourselfat homein everything. Jinghai, Yu. A Scatter of Light in the Summer Sky: Poems of the Tao
Lieh-tzu had the immortal Old Shang for a teacher and the sage Pai-kao-tzu as a friend. After he had finished his training, he came home riding on the wind and floating on the clouds. A man named Yin-sheng heard about Lieh-tzu’s feat and wanted to learn this skill of riding on the wind. So he… Continue reading Riding the wind Floating with Clouds
as effortless as light and as certain as time’s passing we walk forward to a stillness we can never know with the clouds yawning in the distance and the sky, forever quiet we drift, less certain than foam reaching the bright end of the sea The Voice of the Sea: Poems of the Tao by… Continue reading Reaching the bright end
Looking for Wuji everywhere, In movement, In stillness Getting it, not getting it I let go, Finding Wuji. I forgot all about it!
Caterpillars weave cocoons, polliwogs form from cells; eventually the cocoons break open to produce moths, the cells develop to produce frogs. What I realize as I observe this is the Tao of liberative transformation of the spiritual embryo. Those who cultivate reality assemble the five forces, join the hundred spirits, merge with the ultimate; one… Continue reading Caterpillars and Polliwogs
The crane is good at nurturing the spirit, so it lives for a thousand years. The tortoise is good at nurturing energy, so it can survive a century without food. What I realize as I observe this is the Tao of prolonging life. If people are able to humbly lower themselves, to be yielding, plain,… Continue reading The Crane and the Tortoise
Generally speaking, when people are active, this gives rise to heat; when people sit quietly, this gives rise to cold. When one is cold, if one moves about this will again produce heat. When one is hot, if one sits still this will again produce coldness. In other words, cold and heat do not depend… Continue reading The Heat of Movement The Coldness of Stillness
I am eternally present. There is nothing to do. Nowhere to go.
Whenever you leak vital spirit, being stirred and interacting with beings, that is all fire. Whenever you gather back spirits consciousness and quiet it down to steep in the center, that is all water. When the senses run outward, that is fire; when the senses turn around inward, that is water. The one yin [… Continue reading The Intercourse of Water and Fire