I see the happening that you call eyes are slightly open and occasionally flutter.
I see the happening that you call breath occasionally deepening and occasionally fading.
I see the happening that you call neck occasionally rolling under the weight of the head.
I see occasional movements at the waste and in the legs as you make for comfort.
It all seems to be happening, one big happening, all by itself. I can only note parts, parts I make with my mind.
I see the happening too, here it is, just presenting itself. Parts are fleeting ideas taken from the unbroken one dancing, the uni verse.
I see thoughts stirring you up.
I feel them, I'm relaxing now.
I see you attempting to relax.
[a long silence]
There for a while there was complete relaxation.
Still a movement though, the dance never stops!
Were I this relaxed at work I'd be as out of touch with Tao as a shark in a bath. And were I as crazy as I need to be at work when I dine with my wife then I'd soon be single.
Yes each move is the expression of Tao, the right one in each moment.
I see you still now but I know your heart is pumping, your lungs rising, your energy pulsing.
This is Tao, just as a savage dog fight is too.
May we remember that no matter our so called actions, it is only ever an appearance, a little abstracted happening, in the never ending dance of one.
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