Orselig - 無 The Invisible Dance

Solid — like a body — sustained — loved — by the translucent — transparent and transubstantial— 道

“Baikal Zen”: Rocks that have fallen on the ice of Lake Baikal are heated by sunlight and emit infrared rays that melt the ice below. Once the sun is gone, the ice becomes solid again, creating a small support for the rock above.

道德經14:

視之不見，名曰夷

聽之不聞，名曰希

搏之不得，名曰微。

此三者不可致詰，故混而為一。

其上不皦，其下不昧。

繩繩不可名，復歸於無物。

是謂無狀之狀，無物之象，是謂惚恍。

迎之不見其首，隨之不見其後。

執古之道，以御今之有。

能知古始，是謂道紀。

14 Look at it, you cannot see it. It is invisible. Listen to it, you cannot hear it. It is inaudible. Reach for it, you cannot grasp it. It is intangible. These three qualities are unfathomable and so they fuse together and become one. The upper part is not bright. The lower part is not dark. Ceaselessly the Unnamed moves back to nothingness. It has the form of the formless, the image of the imageless. It is indefinable and shadowy. Go up to it and you will not see its front. Follow it and you will not see its back. Yet, hold fast to this ancient Tao and you will experience the present now-moment. Know its beginnings and you can follow the path of the Tao.

(The manifestation of the mystery)

We look at it, and we do not see it, and we name it 'the Equable'

We listen to it, and we do not hear it, and we name it 'the Inaudible'

We try to grasp it, and do not get hold of it, and we name it 'the Subtle'

With these three qualities, it cannot be made the subject of description; and hence we blend them together and obtain The One.

Its upper part is not bright, and its lower part is not obscure.

Ceaseless in its action, it yet cannot be named, and then it again returns and becomes nothing.

This is called the Form of the Formless, and the Semblance of the Invisible; this is called the Fleeting and Indeterminable.

We meet it and do not see its Front; we follow it, and do not see its Back.

When we can lay hold of the Dao of old to direct the things of the present day, and are able to know it as it was of old in the beginning, this is called (unwinding) the clue of Dao.

What do we mean when we say that the mind wanders? Simply that thought is everlastingly enticed from one attraction to another, from one association to another, and is in constant agitation. Is it possible for thought to come to an end?

J. Krishnamurti (via thebuddhistmind)

A beautiful Fin Whale, Pacific White-Sided Dolphins, and glassy seas!

by Domenic Biagini

Eastern dance, 1887, Mikhail Vrubel

Medium: watercolor,paper

Meika Woollard

Solon*, by Plutarch

"Some wicked men are rich, some good are poor, We will not change our virtue for their store: Virtue's a thing that none can take away; But money changes owners all the day."

*  Solon (legendary, died 539 B.C.E.) Written 75 A.C.E. by Plutarch Translated by John Dryden