56 Muteness
"The more you dwell in the spirit,
The farther you are from common ways.
If you want to speak of Tao's wonders,
Few will listen."
How many utterances are utter messes? The cancer surgeries, among other deformities, left the entire left half of my tongue paralyzed. I'm more silent now as a result. Now, I find more joy and beauty in the silence than I knew was there.
Speaking is a projection. Listening is a reception. Looking can be either. Wherever you are, even right now, if you look very carefully, you can see rich, endless textures and rhythms, wild colors muted and popping vividly. You can explore how shapes and volumes occupy space, creating imaginary interstitial lines and patterns, conjuring up old images for comparison. Like I said before: I love waiting; it's one of my favorite things. I can see epic stories play out across a mottled surface, starring a bit of dust floating by. Yeah, Tao has no room for boredom.Brief commentary/review on the book 365 TAO Daily Meditations by Deng Ming Dao.
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