Te of Tao

The force silently beats your heart. The force gently moves your body. It activates your life energy without drawing attention to itself. It breathes your breath, and looks through your eyes. It alone is power. Your body dances to its song even though the mind might overlook it.

The power of Tao is not a force that can be harnessed or controlled. It is not a power in the conventional sense. It is an energy that blossoms flowers in spring. It is the light of the sun reflected in the moon. It is a timeless wisdom running through a newborn child. It is the lifeforce leaving a dying animal. The power cannot be turned into some

The sage lives through the joy of flow, and is in awe of its unfolding. His presence is completely within Presence, doing as being and being as doing. There is no personal effort, yet accomplishment appears to occur personally. The sage lives by a quiet flow, and is fed from the beauty of its blossoming. He is like a wind that blows through a flute

The sage observes the changing world, but places his or her root in the Changeless. The master watches disturbance come and go, yet finds endless peace in untroubled Oneness.

The sage is the master of nothing. He or she hasn’t anything of value to offer the world. Simply settled in Presence, happily experiencing Wonder, and reclining through Being, doing arises of itself. Because things get done without doing them, wisdom is passed on without speaking, and healing occurs without acknowledging sickness.