The rhythm of love

To be who I am—to breathe from my heels, as Taoist master Chuang Tzu specified—it will be immediately helpful to relinquish past and future. Why? There’s no breath there. No rhythm.

Emptied out

Taoist sage Chuang Tzu: “The true man breathes from his heels.” In other words, he rides each exhalation all the way out of his body, right to the point of its natural extinction. The true man is first and last a full exhaler.