If an action does not arise from stillness, the actor will repeat himself.
We look up into the night sky, not at the stars but into the space between them. Simultaneously, we notice a slight scurrying noise as ego quits the premises.
At the tip of Pierre Teilhard de Chardin’s ascending spiral: normalcy. At that point we are not interpreting what we are seeing, not liking or disliking.
“At the end of all our exploring. Will be to arrive where we started. And to know the place for the first time.”
Men are a mixture of yin and yang. Yin is the valley, the feminine principle; yang is the mountain, the masculine principle. Men with an excess of yang lead us to war; men with an excess of yin write poetry no one reads. We’ve been living in a yang nightmare ever since Constantine caught a vision of himself as a warrior Christ. Now, you may have noticed, things have begun to change. It’s getting quiet out there.
What if this is the case? Everything is as it should be.