Tao cannot be conveyed by either words or silence. In that state which is neither speech nor silence, its transcendental nature may be apprehended……Zhuangzi
ya know that pit?….that deep falling feeling in the gut when ‘things’ aren’t quite right?….something is slipping around you?….
you’re scrambling to ‘explain’ it all….make it ‘right?’
I think this may be where ‘spiritual integrity’ may bring ‘something’ to the playing field…
I’m not sure yet, but I’m considering it…..The Tao??
can’t you feel this falling? maybe this is the edge of higher?
Who named it ‘the Tao’ in the first place? I would like to talk to that fellow. I’d like to give him a piece of my mind. The Tao. The Way. Imagine: naming the unnamable! The Tao that cannot be named is the intelligence of the universe: whatever is happening right now. The mind that realizes this is the don’t-know mind, which is open to all possibilities because it doesn’t believe its own thoughts. What more is there to say? Except that there’s a radiance about people who have settled into the depths of not-knowing. They have found the inexhaustible treasure, in the most obvious place of all. Without the thought of a future, we always fall softly. Life is an ongoing course in learning how to fall……Stephen Mitchell
