As I said in the last posting I gave on the Tao, the world according to this text is broken up into poles. I didn’t want to deal with the fact that femininity was regarded in the same place as darkness and weakness. But here in Chapter XLIII, we can see the theme running through the Tao that this side of life, while on the face seems weak (and therefore “bad”), it actually is not. It’s like the innocuous trickle of water that erodes mountains.
This is what I like about the Tao – the subversive nature where everything that seems right is turned up on its head.
The gentlest thing in the world
overcomes the hardest thing in the world.
That which has no substance
enters where there is no space.
This shows the value of non-action.
Teaching without words,
performing without actions:
that is the Master’s way.