What we are tempted to call a disaster is sometimes the first,
painful stage of a blessing.
Let
your workings remain a mystery. Just
show people the results.
We
join spokes together in a wheel, but it is the center hole that makes the wagon
move. We shape clay into a pot, but it
is the emptiness inside that holds whatever we want. We hammer wood for a house, but it is the
inner space that makes it livable. We
work with being, but non-being is what we use.
