"Each day, a little more
is taken away until,
in the end, is only spirit."
Progress: if only it were smooth, easy, regular and measured.
If only.
In real life, we think of TaiChi growth as an endless series of Baby Steps.
Watched a baby lately?
Nothing goes in a straight line. No effort. Not fast. Not steady. Not certain. Laughs. Forgets where she's going. Loses her balance. Plays.
Falls down. Totally relaxed. Turns around. Cries. Sits down. Yawns.
Lays down. Rolls over. Falls asleep.
Trust the baby. She has much to teach.
Go softly into Tao, feeling your way.
Tentative as a baby, gently discovering.
