Gobsmacked by the Tao
Where is the Tao?? Silly. Of course it’s right here. . . I mean right there. . . I mean. . . I don’t know what I mean. . .
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Where is the Tao?? Silly. Of course it’s right here. . . I mean right there. . . I mean. . . I don’t know what I mean. . .
It's All One. . . Move 
Perfect. That could be your journal entry for the day.
Journal entries have not been one of my strong meditations. But today is a new day and I think the following will be my entry for today and maybe the beginning of developing a new daily resource.
I heard this on NPR. DIane Rehm quoted someone with the following
“Not knowing is the scientific machine for discovery”
Nice–inquiry as scientific machine.
I also thought it appropriate that the word “gobsmacked” came to me in that moment, with it’s connotation of being astounded beyond words (“well, hush my mouth!”). A routine occurrence in this practice, don’t you think?
Reblogged this on Brenda Prescott Muses and commented:
I’m 2 months into a 3-month Tai Chi retreat-in-place. No wondering around Chinese mountains looking for strange guys in multi-colored robes (yes, that’s a typo, but perhaps it more precisely conveys what actually happens when one wanders around mountains). But we did make a commitment to train every day and to attend weekly 3-hour workshops. Chronicles from me and other TCers here.