Oneness absent of any two. Infinity absent of any division. Nothing absent of emptiness. Presence absent of I.
To carry this with you as you walk from the tree to the river bank, as you act as one with nature, she as the river and you as the valley accepting her flow. She as the lake and you as the basin. She as the bird and you as the sky.
To carry this with you, drawing no concept, is perhaps how it should always have been. To pluck fruit from the tree and enjoy how it came from the same source as you, will nourish you as you flow back, not doing but being.
Being the action of all of this, wasting no thoughts on the why and how.
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Tao Wow | Daily Cup of Tao
4 comments:
beautifully put!
But what about the horse? ; )
Yep, I was outside "riding the horse not talking about it" and came in to get a cup of tea. I passed by the computer and broke my vow of not blogging by commenting on a post of the Green Monks and then writing my own post.
From Wittypedia
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Define:Horse
Horse: Noun "What it is everyone can see.
lovely~
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