No one knows just why the 81 poems of the Tao Te Ching have been so arranged. The poems of the Tao Te Ching do seem to have a trajectory, but the arc of that trajectory is not reflected in the traditional order of the poems. Unfortunately, to separate oneselfContinue Reading

Consciousness arises even in molecules, in atoms, as clinging. It is an impulse to endure or belong, which only appears fleetingly when outside forces force them to “let go” – as when water molecules let go of a melting snowflake. Certainly this is true in people (and many other creatures)Continue Reading

Standing, balanced, on a seesaw, we can see beyond. It is like playing a musical duet with another, there is a moment of perfect time and pitch when, playing the same note or melody, you can’t hear the other’s notes – or perhaps it is your own that you don’tContinue Reading