14 Look, and it can't be seen.
Listen, and it can't be heard.
Reach, and it can't be grasped.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
skip to main |
skip to sidebar
Layer upon layer
She finds deep in her own experience the central truths of the art of living, which are paradoxical only on the surface: that the more truly solitary we are, the more compassionate we can be; the more we let go of what we love, the more present our love becomes; the clearer our insight into what is beyond good and evil, the more we can embody the good. Until finally she is able to say, in all humility, "I am the Tao, the Truth, the Life." S. Mitchell
Translation of the Tao Te Ching by Stephen Mitchell, Harper & Row, 1988. In keeping with copyright law only the chapter under study is fulltext. All other chapters show only the first stanza.
Study Group Contac: Lissa Lord:lissalord@gmail.com
Tao in WordLayers
Layer upon layer
My art is writing layers of words. Word upon words and layer upon layers until there are no more words to say. Non-words, image. In seeing image, I go straight to words of description and name. Here, image returns to word which, if written in layers, will turn to image. The elusive Tao moves throughout the words to image and throughout image to words and all is one. Tao is the balance, the spark where word and image meet.
ReplyDelete14 says, "Look, and it can't be seen." But, I still do look. "Listen, and it can't be heard." But, I still listen. There are moments when I see nothing and my eyes are full of vision. The best is when I listen and hear nothing, the nothing of silence takes my breath for a ride deeper into the all of all.
ReplyDelete