I walk on the Appalachian Trail from Front Royal to Bears Den Hostel. It rains every day.
I read Chapter 27 of the Tao te Ching, translated by Steven Mitchel.
“A good traveler has no fixed plans
and is not intent upon arriving.”
These three days were hard because of the continuous rain — too much rain.
I met the South-bound hiker, Slim, who is walking from Maine to Georgia.
“A good artist lets his intuition
lead him wherever it wants.”
“A good scientist has freed himself of concepts
and keeps his mind open to what is.”
It rains all day.
“Thus the Master is available to all people
and doesn’t reject anyone.”
“He is ready to use all situations
and doesn’t waste anything.”
Curious George show me the depth of the mud.
“This is called embodying the light.”
“What is a good man but a bad man’s teacher?”
“What is a bad man but a good man’s job?”
“If you don’t understand this, you will get lost,
“However intelligent you are.”
“It is the great secret.”