My boyfriend has also begun to let go of the backpack of shadows that he has been carrying for decades. It's exhilarating to watch how he is doing this within his support team of men. They write down their old stuff, yell it out, and burn it in a raucous fire ceremony. They take a baseball bat and beat the heck out of pumpkins. They take a rifle and blast holes in duck decoys. It's fascinating for me to witness how differently men and women can do this powerful alchemic work.
Hmmm.
Actually, the thought of taking a baseball bat and beating the bejeebus out of something inanimate feels pretty good to me, too.....
OK, now back to the Tao Te Ching verses!
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Verse 12
Five colors blind the eye.
Five notes deafen the ear.
Five flavors make the palate go stale.
Too much activity deranges the mind.
Too much wealth causes crime.
The Master acts on what she feels and not what she sees.
She shuns the latter, and prefers to seek the former.
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Each verse of the Tao has taken me one step downward into what feels like both a personal and a collective unconsciousness. It exists far below the chaos and mind-mess of the outside world, inside a space of deeper calm, where answers don't matter. Questions don't matter, either.
Today I will take the words of this Verse 12 and experience my external world in a little different way:
I will let the sound of the rain enter through my heart.
I will let the scent of the bubbling stew enter through the cells of my skin.
I will taste the stew with my entire head.
I will see the raindrops skimming the window pane through my smile.
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