Heaven and earth are ruthless;
They see ten thousand things as dummies.
The wise are ruthless;
They see people as dummies.
The space between heaven and earth is like a bellows.
The shape changes but not the form;
The more it moves, the more it yields.
More words count less.
Hold fast to the centre.
The verse made me think of the sea, the wind, the forces of nature. Another windy bitterly cold day. I felt tired, low.
I found abandoned paintings of seashells in my studio and reworked the small canvases into seascapes.
I wondered why I had given myself the task of going through the Tao Te Ching, The Book of the Way. But I feel rudderless, drifting, and the words are considered sacred, holding meaning to be understood. It is a way to learn from – lessons in the flow of nature.
Does the word dummy means quiet?
People are foolish how we treat the planet, dummies indeed.
‘The more it moves the more it yields’ an Alexander Technique like phrase. When we fix our bodies we become stuck in our attitudes, our emotions, our life. Most people are fixed, held together by tension. ‘Yield’ yet ‘hold fast to centre’. Move from the balance point that aligns everything. It is so simple yet a challenge to return to.
I miss the children I used to teach, I miss teaching.
‘The space between heaven and earth is like a bellows’ – the tides, the tides of breath. A sea shell washed up on the shore.
‘The shape changes but not the form.’ We are all connected by breath, by life, on our small precious planet. Now more than ever we should see this truth!