This week we talked about chapter 4 of the Tao te Ching.
The Way is empty;
Yet when you use it, you never need fill it again.
Like an abyss! It seems to be the ancestor of the ten thousand things.
If files down sharp edges;
Unties the tangles;
Softens the glare;
And settles the dust.
Submerged! It seems perhaps to exist.
We don't know whose child it is;
It seems to have [even] preceded the Lord.
Here is a link to the audio file for chapter 4 if you are not using iTunes.
https://s3.amazonaws.com/tao4two/TtCch4.mp3
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