The Tao is an empty vessel

“The Tao is an empty vessel; it is used, but never filled.
Oh, unfathomable source of ten thousand things!
Blunt the sharpness,
Untangle the knot,
Soften the glare,
Merge with dust.
Oh, hidden deep but ever present!
I do not know from whence it comes.
It is the forefather of the ancestors.”

— Gia-Fu Feng. Tao Te Ching, Lao Tau. Translated by Gia-Fu Feng and Jane English with Toilette Lippe. Vintage Books, 2011.

The more you grasp, define, or assert yourself on someone or something, the further you drift from what is most real.

Flow with the mystery.
Let go of what you cling to.
Surrender to what is greater than you.

Simply let it rest, to let it be. Allow something to exist without a name, without a category, without a place in your inner filing system.

Some things live more truthfully as no-thing, no-name, no-place, no-time. Be present with what simply is, before the mind moves in to arrange it and filling your mind till it is full of anything of everything.

Rest in the mysterious, ever-present Source that doesn’t need to announce itself.

Still your mind. When you are left with no-thing, no-name, no-time, you are left with your intuition.

Suchness. Be still, be quiet, listen.