the tao of me

Things I like:

1. Seeing a robin sitting on the highest peak of the roof on my townhouse when I arrived at home today. He seemed to be my welcoming committee.
2. Productive days with interesting projects at work.
3. Meals made by Eldest. That girl can cook. She made her own pesto for chicken last week. Tonight she created a molasses, sherry marinade for a pork tenderloin. It was pretty terrific. She also steamed artichokes and made a berry salad. Yum. Quite seriously, yummy.
4. The boundless opportunities of life.
5. The fact that right now, things are really good with Eldest (oy...don't let my saying typing this out loud jinx anything).

6. Lemon curd and blueberry ice cream.

7. The fact that Younger is off in Colorado, with a group of friends, working with the homeless population there. She makes me so proud.

8. When shuffle on iTunes creates a great synchronicity of thoughts and notes. Of course, then there are the times it creates shocking horrors of combination.

9. Having a swimming pool one block from my house.

10. The results of six months of yoga practice. I have arm muscles! But more importantly, I have a much more peaceful attitude.

This is Eugene O'Neill's Tao House.

Picture from here.

Are those things really the "tao" of me? Are they the unconditional and unknowable source and guiding principle of my reality?

Perhaps.

In some sense that list is pretty representative of me. There is only one piece missing from the list. Love. That is truly the tao I am working on. Tao, as the dictionary put it, as the art or skill of doing something in harmony with the essential nature of the thing that is me. Or that I want to be me.