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Most of us like to think that we are forward-thinking, modern people. Technology progresses; new territories are explored; old superstitions are put to rest. Onward and upward… right?
Returning is the movement of the Tao.
Yielding is the way of the Tao.
Every accomplishment is followed by rest. Buildings crumble over time. The most brilliant minds still succumb to dementia, and the strongest bodies suffer infirmity with age.
Is that a depressing truth, best ignored? Should we follow Dylan Thomas and ‘Rage, rage against the dying of the light’? Or is it a relief?
I find myself returning (no pun intended!) to the creation story in Genesis, and the famous quote: ‘for dust you are
and to dust you will return’. Death was an inevitable result of eating the forbidden fruit in the garden. From a Taoist perspective, this story makes perfect sense: at first, humanity existed in perfect harmony with nature, yielding to the Way. But they chose a different way instead, wanting to dominate and master the world.
Now, the Tao works in and through every atom of the universe. Fighting against it is like swimming up a strong river. You can do it for a time, but sooner or later you will tire, while the river continues just the same. In death, each one of us is forced to admit that we are not, in fact, God. And in that admission, we return to the harmony of Tao.
All things are born of being.
Being is born of non-being.
There’s nothing made that will last forever. We can enjoy the things around us: food and drink, music and art, family and friends. But we should also turn our attention to the ‘uncreated’, the Tao, because that is what remains. When we forget this, we can delude ourselves into thinking that we (or our society, our technology, our way of life) will last forever. But if we keep it in mind, we can let things come and go, which is to say that we can stop trying to play God. If we began to take even the tiniest baby-steps along that Way, how might our lives be different? Maybe we could come just a little bit closer to the ‘garden’ that we left so long ago.


