The Tao

We leave Ponte de Lima on a magical morning, walking on the ancient Roman bridge.

A man tells us the story about the first Roman soldiers who arrived at this river. They found it so beautiful that they believed it was the heavenly river that causes one to forget everything before one’s birth. They were ordered to cross and were afraid but they made it to the far side with their memories intact.

The church bell rings.

I watch a huge slug. Two Australian pilgrims, John and Mary, pass by, talking. The slug is not disturbed.

We climbed a mountain through a forest, make it to the top, and walk on an ancient Roman road through a developed area.

Then we descend. I do walking meditation by breathing in and out in time with my steps.

Lao tsu writes (chapter 25):

“There was something formless and perfect

before the universe was born.

It is serene. Empty.

Solitary. Unchanging.

Infinite. Eternally present.

It is the mother of the universe.

For lack of a better name

I call it the Tao.

It flows through all things.

Inside and outside, and returns

to the origin of all things.

The Tao is great.

The universe is great.

Earth is great.

Humans are great.

These are the four great powers.

Humans follow the earth.

Earth follows the universe.

The universe follows the Tao.

The Tao follows only itself.”

Karen and I follow the way signs to Santiago de Campostela, where the cathedral holds the bones of the Apostle St. James. I also progress on an Inner Path that touches the unseen world. By doing this I can help you come into harmony with the Tao. There is a great wheel that governs your fate and we can affect the turning of that wheel. I invite you to walk the Inner Path.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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