I'm fascinated with Taoist Spirituality ( infact everything in this beautiful world fascinates me !! and it sometime bothers my friends as well. haha )... just discovered this beautiful site, on the teaching of Lao Tzu.
Look how beautiful is their ideas, what they call Tao is the Supreme Soul, is the God::
Origin of all things.
There is a thing, formless yet complete.
Before heaven and earth it existed.
Without sound, without substance,
it stands alone and unchanging.
It is all-pervading and unfailing.
One may think of it as the mother of all beneath Heaven.
We do not know its name, but we call it Tao.
Deep and still, it seems to have existed forever.
Sustainer of all things.
The Great Tao flows everywhere.
It may go left or right.
All things depend on it for life, and it does not turn away from them.
It accomplishes its tasks, but does not claim credit for it.
It clothes and feeds all things, but does not claim to be master over them.
Always without desires, it may be called the Small.
All things come to it and it does not master them;
it may be called The Great.
Tao is incomprehensible to us by normal means or language.
We look at it and do not see it;
Its name is the invisible.
We listen to it and do not hear it;
Its name is the inaudible.
We touch it and do not find it;
Its name is the Subtle (formless).
These three cannot be further probed,
and hence merge into one . . .
Infinite and boundless, it cannot be given any name;
It reverts to nothingness.
This is called shape without shape, form without object.
It is the vague and elusive.
Meet it and you will not see its head.
Follow it and you will not see its back.
The Tao that can be told of is not the eternal Tao;
the name that can be named is not the eternal name.
Tao is both being and non-being.
Non-Being is the term given to that from which Heaven and Earth sprang.
Being is the term given to the mother that rears all things . . .
The two are the same,
But after they are produced , they have different names.
The two together we call the Mystery.
It is the Mystery of Mysteries.
Look how beautiful is their ideas, what they call Tao is the Supreme Soul, is the God::
Origin of all things.
There is a thing, formless yet complete.
Before heaven and earth it existed.
Without sound, without substance,
it stands alone and unchanging.
It is all-pervading and unfailing.
One may think of it as the mother of all beneath Heaven.
We do not know its name, but we call it Tao.
Deep and still, it seems to have existed forever.
Sustainer of all things.
The Great Tao flows everywhere.
It may go left or right.
All things depend on it for life, and it does not turn away from them.
It accomplishes its tasks, but does not claim credit for it.
It clothes and feeds all things, but does not claim to be master over them.
Always without desires, it may be called the Small.
All things come to it and it does not master them;
it may be called The Great.
Tao is incomprehensible to us by normal means or language.
We look at it and do not see it;
Its name is the invisible.
We listen to it and do not hear it;
Its name is the inaudible.
We touch it and do not find it;
Its name is the Subtle (formless).
These three cannot be further probed,
and hence merge into one . . .
Infinite and boundless, it cannot be given any name;
It reverts to nothingness.
This is called shape without shape, form without object.
It is the vague and elusive.
Meet it and you will not see its head.
Follow it and you will not see its back.
The Tao that can be told of is not the eternal Tao;
the name that can be named is not the eternal name.
Tao is both being and non-being.
Non-Being is the term given to that from which Heaven and Earth sprang.
Being is the term given to the mother that rears all things . . .
The two are the same,
But after they are produced , they have different names.
The two together we call the Mystery.
It is the Mystery of Mysteries.
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