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.

The way I eat

Life is mostly a series of little things. So what I do—cleaning myself, walking out the door, putting my shoes in the closet—is not that important.  But how I do all this—that is very important.

Because the way that I do anything is the way I do everything, and the details of my biography are elucidated in the way that I eat.