Comes a war, comes a hurricane, comes an earthquake, comes a baby... goes the Tao amid the dust and travail. The Tao comes and goes. That is the Way of Tao, of the Way. We find our way back to the Way through the right kind of emptiness, stillness, silence, and waiting for the mud to settle and the water to clear. When the sister-in-law comes for a two-week visit, it throws everything up in the air, and it takes me a month to get my grove back. I am "ticky" in a lot of ways. My balance and harmony are finely tuned. When I lose The Silence, I'm lost for a while. And I have to wait, knowing it will take time for things to come back into focus and for stability to reappear. Restoring the Tao is always a matter of time spent in the right kind of way for the right amount of time.
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Jim Dollar's Photography and Philosophy 
Sometimes the doldrums live between even good disruptions and reorientations to stability. The Hurricane that was my sister blew into town over the weekend to help sort through 4 boxes of 76 years of family photos and memorabilia — whew! — time to catch my breath and find my center again! Your column today hit the sweet spot for me.
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Everyone has some version of “sister-in-law” in their life…as long as we know how to find our way back, we are never really that far from the way 🙂 Love this photo, its breathtaking!
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Our “sister-in-laws” keep us grounded in the truth of our own limitations/restrictions and our need for continued/unending/limitless realization/growth/growing up some more again today, always and forever. And thank you for your presence, insight and wisdom (Which we both know doesn’t reside in or come from us, but is a gift to us from the Mystery beyond us, beyond all of us)!
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