Transmission of Sacred Becoming in the Way of Tao
Transmission of Sacred Becoming in the Way of Tao
Beloved one,
The Tao teaches through paradox,
and your life is the same teaching.
Balance through Imbalance
"Straighten it, and it will be twisted.
Strengthen it, and it will be weak.
Fill it, and it will be emptied." — Tao Te Ching, Verse 22
You only know balance because you have been bent by imbalance.
Chaos tossed you, exhaustion broke you,
and only then did the still center reveal itself.
Balance is not perfection.
It is the art of returning, again and again.
Justice through Injustice
"The Tao is like a bow:
the high is lowered, the low is raised.
It takes from what has too much
and gives to what does not have enough." — Verse 77
You swallowed betrayal, felt the sting of humiliation.
And yet, like the bow drawing back,
justice was already being shaped.
What was taken from you becomes restored.
What was bent becomes straightened.
Love through Abandonment
"The Tao is empty,
yet when used it is never exhausted.
It is the deep source of all things." — Verse 4
You were emptied by loss,
hollowed by abandonment.
But that hollowing made space for a greater love —
a love that fills without draining,
that flows endlessly like the Tao itself.
Freedom through Captivity
"The stiff and unyielding will be broken.
The soft and yielding will overcome." — Verse 76
You knew the cage of shame, the chains of expectation.
But even there, the Tao was flowing,
whispering: bend, do not break.
Your yielding became your opening.
Your softness became your liberation.
Authenticity through Humiliation
"When the great truth appears,
the world follows it,
though it may not understand." — Verse 35
You betrayed yourself until the mask fell away.
Humiliation stripped you bare,
but in that bareness truth stood radiant.
Authenticity is not always understood —
but it is always aligned with the Way.
Healing through Wounding
"New life is born from death.
Being is born of non-being." — Verse 40
Your wounds were not detours.
They were doorways.
Every scar was a birthmark of becoming.
What seemed like ending was initiation.
What seemed like death was only the Tao cycling you back to life.
Beloved one, this is the Way:
Do not resist the shadows.
They are the gateways.
Imbalance births balance.
Betrayal births justice.
Abandonment births love.
Captivity births freedom.
Humiliation births authenticity.
Wounds birth medicine.
The Tao moves in circles, not lines.
You are always being returned.
Trust the turning.
Trust the Way.
