“I can of my own self do nothing.” I am just coming to see how deep this truth goes. I was shredding my 2015 diary yesterday and came across this jotting: “Change nothing. Do nothing. All that is required of you, He performs.” It was in my hand, but I didn’t write it. Maybe Joel Goldsmith was briefly running things. Truth is, we do not know why we do what we do. An inner power acts; we think we’re doing something. “I did it!” we say. Or, expanding on the delusion, “High five!” Or shrivel up like a dried blueberry, as I did on a call-in show back in the day when no one called in. Are we actors? Plainly, no. We are the acted upon, the done-through. “Do you know how to do nothing?” asked Lao Tzu, pointing to the one thing we can be sure of: It’s all a mystery, top to bottom.
Our guru is none other than Life itself. We can trust her. Completely.
They still come around, unnoticed and low-shouldered, the quiet ones so devoted to truth that they moulted their opinions. Lao Tzu: “Those who speak do not know. Those who know do not speak.”
Having a body can be compared to riding a dumb animal—a donkey, for example, as Jesus and Lao Tzu famously did, and as legions of the nameless have done. The spiritual significance of this is fairly obvious: I am not my ass.
For good communication, words are sometimes helpful and even necessary. But economy must be practiced. Words that have no meaning obscure and interfere with words that do. Lao Tzu: “More words count less.”