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Showing posts with label LAO Tzu. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LAO Tzu. Show all posts
Friday, September 23, 2016
A Minute Meditation
"Don't worry and everything will naturally sort itself out."
-- Lao Tzu --
from Taoist Wisdom, September 23
I wonder if this is one of his most misunderstood sayings.
Thursday, September 1, 2016
A Minute Meditation
August 30
Nothing is wrong. Everything is right.
-- Lao Tzu --
from Taoist Wisdom
Why are those who go around denying the validity of universal statements so prone to making universal statements?
In the above statement, the Taoist insists there is no need to make judgements since all things are right. Are rape, murder, child abuse good?
Here's an interesting and informative little task. Those who have a copy or access to a copy of Lao Tzu's definitive work, the Tao Te Ching, should count the number of chapters in which the Taoist makes a judgement about what is right and what is not right, the number of chapters in which the Taoist insists that all things are right, and the number of chapters in which the Taoist makes no judgement about anything.
Any guesses on the results?
Nothing is wrong. Everything is right.
-- Lao Tzu --
from Taoist Wisdom
Why are those who go around denying the validity of universal statements so prone to making universal statements?
In the above statement, the Taoist insists there is no need to make judgements since all things are right. Are rape, murder, child abuse good?
Here's an interesting and informative little task. Those who have a copy or access to a copy of Lao Tzu's definitive work, the Tao Te Ching, should count the number of chapters in which the Taoist makes a judgement about what is right and what is not right, the number of chapters in which the Taoist insists that all things are right, and the number of chapters in which the Taoist makes no judgement about anything.
Any guesses on the results?
Friday, August 26, 2016
A Minute Meditation
I usually post texts that either I agree with to a greater or lesser degree or which puzzle me and I hope for illumination. Rarely do I post something that I disagree with, but this will be one of those rare occasions.
"The Wise are pleased by nothing
and pained by nothing,
delighted by nothing
and angered by nothing.
Everything is mysteriously the same.
There is no good and bad.
-- Lao Tzu --
from Taoist Wisdom, "August 26"
Timothy Freke, editor
Not being Wise, I am pleased by some things
and pained by others,
some things delight me
while I am angered by others.
Everything is mysteriously and wondrously different.
There are things good and bad.
It is clear that I have an impossible distance to travel before I become "Wise."
"The Wise are pleased by nothing
and pained by nothing,
delighted by nothing
and angered by nothing.
Everything is mysteriously the same.
There is no good and bad.
-- Lao Tzu --
from Taoist Wisdom, "August 26"
Timothy Freke, editor
Not being Wise, I am pleased by some things
and pained by others,
some things delight me
while I am angered by others.
Everything is mysteriously and wondrously different.
There are things good and bad.
It is clear that I have an impossible distance to travel before I become "Wise."
Wednesday, June 8, 2016
Laotse and Eric Hoffer: the odd couple
I first encountered this theme in Laotse's Tao Te Ching and, to be honest, I didn't understand the significance or the reality at that time. A day ago, while browsing through Eric Hoffer's Reflections on the Human Condition, I ran across the same theme which was expressed in the identical words that Laotse used.
Frankly, I still don't accept this as possible. Perhaps it's because I live in a different time than either Laotse or Eric Hoffer. Here are the two statements in question.
17. Rulers
Of the best rulers
The people (only) know that they exist;
The next best they praise;
The next they fear;
And the next they revile.
When they do not command the people's faith,
Some will lose faith in them,
And then they resort to oaths!
But (of the best) when their task is accomplished,
their work done,
The people all remark, "We have done it ourselves."
-- Laotse --
The Wisdom of Laotse
Edited by Lin Yutang
No. 87
The genuine creator creates something that has a life of its own, something that can exist and function without him This is true not only of the writer, artist, and scientist but of creators in other fields. The creative teacher is he who, in the words of Comenius, "teaches less and his students learn more." A creative organizer creates an organization that can function well without him. When a genuine leader has done his work, his followers will say, "We have done it ourselves," and feel that they can do great things without great leaders. With the noncreative it is the other way around: in whatever they do they arrange things so that they themselves become indispensable.
-- Eric Hoffer --
from Reflections on the Human Condition.
In both statements this theme is expressed in identical wording: "We have done it ourselves." Is this possible? If their accomplishments are not attributed to them, then how do we know they are great leaders or very creative workers?
Would this work in a democracy where one must win the approval of the voters? Would a "do nothing" legislator or governor or president ever get reelected if the people didn't recognize the value of that person's actions while in office?
Frankly, I still don't accept this as possible. Perhaps it's because I live in a different time than either Laotse or Eric Hoffer. Here are the two statements in question.
17. Rulers
Of the best rulers
The people (only) know that they exist;
The next best they praise;
The next they fear;
And the next they revile.
When they do not command the people's faith,
Some will lose faith in them,
And then they resort to oaths!
But (of the best) when their task is accomplished,
their work done,
The people all remark, "We have done it ourselves."
-- Laotse --
The Wisdom of Laotse
Edited by Lin Yutang
No. 87
The genuine creator creates something that has a life of its own, something that can exist and function without him This is true not only of the writer, artist, and scientist but of creators in other fields. The creative teacher is he who, in the words of Comenius, "teaches less and his students learn more." A creative organizer creates an organization that can function well without him. When a genuine leader has done his work, his followers will say, "We have done it ourselves," and feel that they can do great things without great leaders. With the noncreative it is the other way around: in whatever they do they arrange things so that they themselves become indispensable.
-- Eric Hoffer --
from Reflections on the Human Condition.
In both statements this theme is expressed in identical wording: "We have done it ourselves." Is this possible? If their accomplishments are not attributed to them, then how do we know they are great leaders or very creative workers?
Would this work in a democracy where one must win the approval of the voters? Would a "do nothing" legislator or governor or president ever get reelected if the people didn't recognize the value of that person's actions while in office?
Wednesday, March 5, 2014
Contentment?
I think Lao Tzu said something like this: "Those who are content with what they have will always have enough." The corollary then would be that those who are not content with what they have will never have enough. Following are two who say that their needs are minimal and neither extravagant nor excessive. They will be content with a few wants.
Solitude
Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal aces bound,
Centent to breathe his native air
In his own ground.
Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire;
Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter, fire.
Blest, who can unconcernedly find
Hours, days, and years slide soft away
In health of body, peace of mind;
Quiet by day.
Sound sleep by night; study and ease
Together mixed, sweet recreation,
And innocence, which most does please
With meditation.
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me die,
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
-- Alexander Pope --
He wishes for solitude and the simple life: a small farm perhaps with dairy cows, no doubt, that he will milk. His fields will supply his bread, and, of course, he will do what is necessary to grow the wheat, harvest it, grind it for flour, and then bake it for bread while he is tending his herd of cows. And, in addition to this he will personally watch over his flock of sheep, while doing all the rest, sheer them, prepare the wool, and then make up his "attire."
I think his solitude and simple life will require some assistance.
Contentment
"Man wants but little here below"
Little I ask; my wants are few;
I only wish a hut of stone,
(A very plain brownstone will do,)
That I may call my own;--
And close at hand is such a one,
In yonder street that fronts the sun.
Plain food is quite enough for me;
Three courses are as good as ten;--
If Nature can subsist on three,
Thank Heaven for three. Amen!
I always thought cold victual nice;--
My choice would be vanilla ice.
I care not much for gold or land;--
Give me a mortgage here and there,--
Some good bank-stock,--some note of hand,
Or trifling railroad share;--
I only ask that Fortune send
A little more than I shall spend.
Honors are silly toys, I know,
And titles are but empty names;--
I could, perhaps, be Plenipo,--
But only near St. James;--
I'm very sure I should not care
To fill our Gubernator's chair.
Jewels are baubles; 'tis a sin
To care for such unfruitful things;--
One good-sized diamond in a pin, --
Some, not so large, in rings,--
A ruby, and a pearl, or so,
Will do for me;--I laugh at show.
My dame should dress in cheap attire;
(Good, heavy silks are never dear;)--
I own perhaps I might desire
Some shawls of cashmere,--
Some marrowy crapes of China silk,
Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk.
I would not have the horse I drive
So fast that folks must stop and stare;
An easy gait--two, forty-five--
Suits me, I do not care;--
Perhaps, for just a single spurt,
Some seconds less would do no hurt.
Of pictures, I should like to own
Titians and Raphaels three or four,--
I love so much that style and tone,--
One Turner, and no more,--
(A landscape,--foregound golden dirt,
The sunshine painted with a squirt.)
Of books but few,--some fifty score
For daily use, and bound for wear;
The rest upon an upper floor;--
Some little luxury there
Of red morocco's gilded gleam,
And vellum rich as country cream.
Busts, cameos, gems, --such things as these,
Which others often show for pride,
I value for their power to please,
And selfish churls deride;--
One Stradivarius, I confess,
Two Meerschaums, I would fain possess.
Wealth's wasteful tricks I will not learn,
Nor ape the glittering upstart fool;--
Shall not carved tables serve my turn,
But all must be of buhl?
Give grasping pomp its double share,--
I ask but one recumbent chair.
Thus humble let me live and die,
Nor long for Midas' golden touch,
If Heaven more generous gifts deny,
I shall not miss them much,--
Too grateful for the blessing lent
Of simple tastes and mind content!
-- Oliver Wendell Holmes --
Which, if any, of the two do you think will be content with what he has?
Solitude
Happy the man, whose wish and care
A few paternal aces bound,
Centent to breathe his native air
In his own ground.
Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,
Whose flocks supply him with attire;
Whose trees in summer yield him shade,
In winter, fire.
Blest, who can unconcernedly find
Hours, days, and years slide soft away
In health of body, peace of mind;
Quiet by day.
Sound sleep by night; study and ease
Together mixed, sweet recreation,
And innocence, which most does please
With meditation.
Thus let me live, unseen, unknown;
Thus unlamented let me die,
Steal from the world, and not a stone
Tell where I lie.
-- Alexander Pope --
He wishes for solitude and the simple life: a small farm perhaps with dairy cows, no doubt, that he will milk. His fields will supply his bread, and, of course, he will do what is necessary to grow the wheat, harvest it, grind it for flour, and then bake it for bread while he is tending his herd of cows. And, in addition to this he will personally watch over his flock of sheep, while doing all the rest, sheer them, prepare the wool, and then make up his "attire."
I think his solitude and simple life will require some assistance.
Contentment
"Man wants but little here below"
Little I ask; my wants are few;
I only wish a hut of stone,
(A very plain brownstone will do,)
That I may call my own;--
And close at hand is such a one,
In yonder street that fronts the sun.
Plain food is quite enough for me;
Three courses are as good as ten;--
If Nature can subsist on three,
Thank Heaven for three. Amen!
I always thought cold victual nice;--
My choice would be vanilla ice.
I care not much for gold or land;--
Give me a mortgage here and there,--
Some good bank-stock,--some note of hand,
Or trifling railroad share;--
I only ask that Fortune send
A little more than I shall spend.
Honors are silly toys, I know,
And titles are but empty names;--
I could, perhaps, be Plenipo,--
But only near St. James;--
I'm very sure I should not care
To fill our Gubernator's chair.
Jewels are baubles; 'tis a sin
To care for such unfruitful things;--
One good-sized diamond in a pin, --
Some, not so large, in rings,--
A ruby, and a pearl, or so,
Will do for me;--I laugh at show.
My dame should dress in cheap attire;
(Good, heavy silks are never dear;)--
I own perhaps I might desire
Some shawls of cashmere,--
Some marrowy crapes of China silk,
Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk.
I would not have the horse I drive
So fast that folks must stop and stare;
An easy gait--two, forty-five--
Suits me, I do not care;--
Perhaps, for just a single spurt,
Some seconds less would do no hurt.
Of pictures, I should like to own
Titians and Raphaels three or four,--
I love so much that style and tone,--
One Turner, and no more,--
(A landscape,--foregound golden dirt,
The sunshine painted with a squirt.)
Of books but few,--some fifty score
For daily use, and bound for wear;
The rest upon an upper floor;--
Some little luxury there
Of red morocco's gilded gleam,
And vellum rich as country cream.
Busts, cameos, gems, --such things as these,
Which others often show for pride,
I value for their power to please,
And selfish churls deride;--
One Stradivarius, I confess,
Two Meerschaums, I would fain possess.
Wealth's wasteful tricks I will not learn,
Nor ape the glittering upstart fool;--
Shall not carved tables serve my turn,
But all must be of buhl?
Give grasping pomp its double share,--
I ask but one recumbent chair.
Thus humble let me live and die,
Nor long for Midas' golden touch,
If Heaven more generous gifts deny,
I shall not miss them much,--
Too grateful for the blessing lent
Of simple tastes and mind content!
-- Oliver Wendell Holmes --
Which, if any, of the two do you think will be content with what he has?
Sunday, August 18, 2013
Tao Te Ching: Chapter 33--Knowing Oneself
33.
He who knows others is learned;
He who knows himself is wise.
He who conquers others has power of muscles;
He who conquers himself is strong.
He who is contented is rich.
He who is determined has strength of will.
He who does not lose his center endures,
He who dies yet (his power) remains has long life.
The Wisdom of Laotse
trans. by Lin Yutang
This was also stressed by the Greeks. "Know thyself" is a Delphic maxim which apparently was carved into the forecourt of the Temple of Apollo at Delphi. This chapter however goes beyond attaining knowledge and insists on action. To know oneself is not enough: one must take
what one knows about oneself and act upon it to shape one's behavior.
He who knows others is learned;
He who knows himself is wise.
He who conquers others has power of muscles;
He who conquers himself is strong.
He who is contented is rich.
He who is determined has strength of will.
He who does not lose his center endures,
He who dies yet (his power) remains has long life.
The Wisdom of Laotse
trans. by Lin Yutang
This was also stressed by the Greeks. "Know thyself" is a Delphic maxim which apparently was carved into the forecourt of the Temple of Apollo at Delphi. This chapter however goes beyond attaining knowledge and insists on action. To know oneself is not enough: one must take
what one knows about oneself and act upon it to shape one's behavior.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Walt Whitman: May 31, 1819 to March 26, 1892
From Song of Myself, Stanza 50
There is that in me--I do not know what it is--but I know it is in me.
Wrench'd and sweaty--calm and cool then my body becomes,
I sleep--I sleep long.
I do not know it--it is without name--it is a word unsaid,
It is not in any dictionary, utterance, symbol.
Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,
To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.
Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines! I plead for my brothers and sisters.
Do you see O my brothers and sisters?
It is not chaos or death--it is form, union, plan-- it is eternal life--it is Happiness.
From China, over 2000 years ago:
The Tao that can be told of
Is not the Absolute Tao;
The Names that cannot be given
Are not Absolute Names.
The Nameless is the origin of Heaven and Earth;
The Named is the Mother of all Things.
From The Wisdom of Laotse (The Tao Te Ching)
Trans. Lin Yutang
Some ideas don't arise and die out; they linger, perhaps ignored for centuries, but they arise here and there sporadically. I think Laotse and Walt Whitman might well understand each other, far more than I can understand each. At best I get a glimpse of what they are hinting at, but only a glimpse, and also the feeling that I'm missing something here.
Whitman, of course, contradicts himself, as most do when they attempt to speak of that which cannot be spoken of. He says that there is something within him that is unknowable, save for its existence, and without name. And, then the last line:
It is not chaos or death--it is form, union, plan-- it is eternal life--it is Happiness.
Perhaps through writing about it, he is able to give it a name?
There is that in me--I do not know what it is--but I know it is in me.
Wrench'd and sweaty--calm and cool then my body becomes,
I sleep--I sleep long.
I do not know it--it is without name--it is a word unsaid,
It is not in any dictionary, utterance, symbol.
Something it swings on more than the earth I swing on,
To it the creation is the friend whose embracing awakes me.
Perhaps I might tell more. Outlines! I plead for my brothers and sisters.
Do you see O my brothers and sisters?
It is not chaos or death--it is form, union, plan-- it is eternal life--it is Happiness.
From China, over 2000 years ago:
The Tao that can be told of
Is not the Absolute Tao;
The Names that cannot be given
Are not Absolute Names.
The Nameless is the origin of Heaven and Earth;
The Named is the Mother of all Things.
From The Wisdom of Laotse (The Tao Te Ching)
Trans. Lin Yutang
Some ideas don't arise and die out; they linger, perhaps ignored for centuries, but they arise here and there sporadically. I think Laotse and Walt Whitman might well understand each other, far more than I can understand each. At best I get a glimpse of what they are hinting at, but only a glimpse, and also the feeling that I'm missing something here.
Whitman, of course, contradicts himself, as most do when they attempt to speak of that which cannot be spoken of. He says that there is something within him that is unknowable, save for its existence, and without name. And, then the last line:
It is not chaos or death--it is form, union, plan-- it is eternal life--it is Happiness.
Perhaps through writing about it, he is able to give it a name?
Monday, January 17, 2011
Just some comments from long ago
The following were written down thousands of years ago, yet too many today ignore them in their worship of the past.
"Similar actions in different situations do not produce the same results. One should adapt to the needs of the time."
-- Lieh Tzu --
"Laws are written to bring about justice. To stick to the letter of a law so meticulously that it creates injustice is to take care of your hat and shoes while forgetting the head and feet they were designed to protect."
-- Lao Tzu --
"Those who understand the spirit of a law adapt it to the changing times. Those who do not understand this continue to follow it even when to do so has become harmful."
-- Lao Tzu --
And something more recent . . .
Abraham Lincoln's Annual Message to Congress: 1862
The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, we must think anew and act anew. We must disenthrall ourselves, and then we shall save our country.
"Similar actions in different situations do not produce the same results. One should adapt to the needs of the time."
-- Lieh Tzu --
"Laws are written to bring about justice. To stick to the letter of a law so meticulously that it creates injustice is to take care of your hat and shoes while forgetting the head and feet they were designed to protect."
-- Lao Tzu --
"Those who understand the spirit of a law adapt it to the changing times. Those who do not understand this continue to follow it even when to do so has become harmful."
-- Lao Tzu --
And something more recent . . .
Abraham Lincoln's Annual Message to Congress: 1862
The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty, and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new, we must think anew and act anew. We must disenthrall ourselves, and then we shall save our country.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Something to think about
From China, France, and Israel
When things fully flourish they begin to decline.
At midday the sun begins to set.
When the moon is done waxing it starts to wane.
When happiness ends, sadness begins.
-- Lao Tzu --
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The world is but a perpetual see-saw. Everything goes incessantly up and down--the earth, the rocks of the Caucasus, the pyramids of Egypt--both with the universal motion and with their own. Constancy itself is nothing but a more sluggish movement.
-- Michel de Montaigne --
====================
All our efforts are temporary. They borrow from preexisting forces, ride the current of natural events, and disappear according to the dictates of the situation. It is best to realize the transitory nature of things and work with it. Understanding world's ephemeral nature can be the biggest advantage of all.
-- Deng Ming-Dao --
====================
Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities;
all is vanity.
What profit hath a man of all his labour
which he taketh under the sun?
One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh:
but the earth abideth forever.
The sun also ariseth, and the sun goeth down,
and hasteth to his place where he arose.
The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north;
it whirleth about continually,
and the wind returneth again accord to his circuits.
All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full;
unto the place from whence the rivers come,
thither they return again.
-- Ecclesiastes --
Do you find this attitude depressing?
When things fully flourish they begin to decline.
At midday the sun begins to set.
When the moon is done waxing it starts to wane.
When happiness ends, sadness begins.
-- Lao Tzu --
====================
The world is but a perpetual see-saw. Everything goes incessantly up and down--the earth, the rocks of the Caucasus, the pyramids of Egypt--both with the universal motion and with their own. Constancy itself is nothing but a more sluggish movement.
-- Michel de Montaigne --
====================
All our efforts are temporary. They borrow from preexisting forces, ride the current of natural events, and disappear according to the dictates of the situation. It is best to realize the transitory nature of things and work with it. Understanding world's ephemeral nature can be the biggest advantage of all.
-- Deng Ming-Dao --
====================
Vanity of vanities, saith the Preacher, vanity of vanities;
all is vanity.
What profit hath a man of all his labour
which he taketh under the sun?
One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh:
but the earth abideth forever.
The sun also ariseth, and the sun goeth down,
and hasteth to his place where he arose.
The wind goeth toward the south, and turneth about unto the north;
it whirleth about continually,
and the wind returneth again accord to his circuits.
All the rivers run into the sea; yet the sea is not full;
unto the place from whence the rivers come,
thither they return again.
-- Ecclesiastes --
Do you find this attitude depressing?
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