True perfection seems imperfect.
Jul. 26th, 2002 02:09 amTrue perfection seems imperfect,
yet it is perfectly itself.
True fullness seems empty,
yet it is fully present.
True straightness seems crooked.
True wisdom seems foolish.
True art seems artless.
The Master allows things to happen.
She shapes events as they come.
She steps out of the way
and lets the Tao speak for itself.
(Mitchell translation)
I think I'd forgotten about wu wei for a while. The chaos I felt was of my own making. Too much manipulation manipulates me. I thought I should have been sleeping, but I was right to read instead. It had been too long.
I think a trip to church is in order for Sunday. I can't even remember the last time I went ~ probably the time that the beam fell from the ceiling.
I've been doing far too much doing and not enough being. Tomorrow is also full of doing, but perhaps I can make time. Funny, that I should have to make time to stop. Americans. We're foolish in our actions, in our refusal to let even something as beautiful as time go. We cry about our loss of governmental freedoms, but it is we who take away our intrinsic freedoms with every scheduled moment, every flippant obligation. Sometimes she needs to remember that the best action is non-action. Sometimes she needs to break apart to keep whole. Sometimes she needs to stay awake to rest.
Goodnight.