Ask yourself what makes you come alive, and go and do that, because thats what this world really needs....

let me tell you a story about the music of the earth...


The Music of the Earth:

One day while Nanguoziqi was leaning against a table with his head tilted back, he leisurely fell into a state of no-self.

Master you dont seem to be yourself to day. what is the matter, a disciple asked

Hhhmmm.... good question, Ziyou. I just entered a world where i forgot my own existence, came his reply...

You know, you have heard the music of people, but have you never heard the music of the earth.

And even if you have heard the music of the earth, you have never really heard the music of heaven!

The music of people must always come from instuments...

But the music of the earth is the sound of the wind... wind is the breathing of the earth.

When the wind begins to blow, every opening there is resopnds with sound.

Can you think of what a big wind is like?

The wind blows and the openings in the huge mountain trees respond--- some are like nostrils, some like mouths, some like ears, some are like circles or mortars and others are like deep pools or shallow gullies.

All together the openings emit sounds,

like rushing of water, or a shower of arrows; like screaming or breathing...

Some sounds are coarse while others are fine; some are distant and others close.

Together all the openings harmonise in a chorus of sounds...

After the wind has passed, the openings become quiet, leaving the tree branches swaying gently back and forth.

This my friends is the music of the earth....