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Three Treasures Of Tao


Mercy, Frugality and Humility. 
With these we discover "The Way" is within.                
Possess Mercy; and you are brave in the face of danger. 
Possess Frugality; and you can afford to be generous. 
Possess Humility; and all will welcome you. 
Seeking The Way in a book is as searching for a cloud in a dusty road. 
Experience Tao:  Travel along with me on the path to Wudang Mountain, home of Taoist Masters within the heart of central China.

72 Mountains surround Wudang Shan

Wudang Shan Gate

50th Birthday is the great celebration of life in China

French built Tram (recent picture)

On The Tram (recent picture)


Nearing the peak at Wudang Shan and the Golden Pillar Temple

Ascending Higher On Wudang Shan

Inscense Burner

Climbing Higher Toward The Golden Pillar Temple

Almost At Golden Pillar Temple On Wudang Shan


Almost To The Summit


Wudang Master - Inner Style

Meditation Temple of Taoist Grand Master (The current Golden Emperor)

Know yourself and others will be known as one.

A record of visitation
Signing the guestbook in Chinese brings delight

"Ah homeward bound I go"

Ah homeward bound I go! Why not go home, seeing that my field and garden with weeds are overgrown? Myself have made my soul serf to my body: why have vain regrets and morn alone?

Fret not over bygones and the forward journey take. Only a short distance have I gone astray, and I know today I am right, if yesterday was a complete mistake.

Lightly floats and drifts the boat, and gently flows and flaps my gown. I inquire the road of a wayfarer, and sulk at the dimness of the dawn.

Then when I catch sight of my old roofs, joy will my steps quicken. Servants will be there to bid me welcome, and waiting at the door are the greeting children.

Gone to seed, perhaps, are my garden paths, but there will still be the chrysanthemums and the pine! I shall lead the youngest boy in by the hand, and on the table there stands a cup full of wine!

Holding the pot and cup I give myself a drink, happy to see in the courtyard the hanging bough. I lean upon the southern window with an immense satisfaction, and note that the little place is cosy enough to walk around.

The garden grows more familiar and interesting with the daily walks. What if no one ever knocks at the always closed door! Carrying a cane I wander at peace, and now and then look aloft to gaze at the blue above.

There the clouds idle away from their mountain recesses without any intent or purpose, and birds, when tired of their wandering flights, will think of home. Darkly then fall the shadows and, ready to come home, I yet fondle
the lonely pines and loiter around.

Ah, homeward bound I go! Let me from now on learn to live alone! The world and I are not made for one another, and why drive round like one looking for what he has not found?

Content shall I be with conversations with my own kin, and there will be music and books to while away the hours. The farmers will come and tell me that spring is here and there will be work to do at the western farm.

Some order covered wagons; some row in small boats. Sometimes we explore quiet, unknown ponds, and sometimes we climb over steep, rugged mountains.

There the trees, happy of heart, grow marvelously green, and spring water gushes forth with a gurgling sound. I admire how things grow and prosper according to their seasons, and feel that thus, too, shall my life go its

Enough! How long yet shall I this mortal shape keep? Why not take life as it comes, and why hustle and bustle like one on an errand bound?

Wealth and power are not my ambitions, and unattainable is the abode of the gods! I would go forth alone on a bright morning, or perhaps, planting my cane, begin to pluck the weeds and till the ground.

Or I would compose a poem beside a clear stream, or perhaps go up Tungkao and make a long-drawn call on the top of the hill. So would I be content to live and die, and without questionings of the heart, gladly accept Heaven's will.

T'ao Yuanming
November 905 AD

The Purple Cloud Temple

The Path Of The Tao

Enlightened Masters of the Tao

Temple Picture Restoration

At the temple door


Chinese Taoist Medicine

Taoist Monks Home

Approaching the South Cliff Temple


Well of Souls before the Golden Emperor

Yellow or Golden Emperor

Two travelers: YongQing and I

Seeking; we shall not find.  Insight is not viewed ahead in the mist as a rustic pine along a foggy sea cliff path, but rather simply flows as a past remembrance to those who stay on the path.  Seeking for self is the great barrier blinding us to see the void, the mother of all. 
In Western terms frugality is economy in all things.  The Chinese say:  He who knows what is enough - will always have enough.  He who does not know what is enough will loose even himself.  Frugality therefore is one of the three great treasures of Tao which guides us along the path as a light in the darkness along a cliff.  Frugality is the gateway to insight of our true nature.
 A monk brought an apprentice to the homes of two men who were dying.  The first, lived in a palace filled with everything one could desire, many servants and great wealth.  After he died they went to the home of the second man who lived in a small hut with a dirt floor next to the river.  Once he also passed away the same day, they commenced their return journey to the monastery.  
 The monk inquired of the boy "What have you learned of frugality?"  The boy replied "When the second man died he just peacefully slipped away.  When the first man died it was awful.  He was crying and afraid - and he had everything!!"  The monk shook his head and said "It was the first man who had nothing, not even himself.
Ashamed of his lack of understanding and knowing he had been chosen to accompany the monk for a purpose the boy dropped his head and they continued along the path homeward. 
Finally the boy said "I do not understand master!" to which the monk smiled and stopping to rest replied "Each man was given exactly the same opportunities.  The first man chose to acquire possessions for himself.   When he realized he was dying he understood someone else would acquire them.  He was ashamed and afraid and did not know himself and feared the unknown! 
The second man; given the same opportunities each time saw another in greater need and helped them.  By so doing little by little he nourished his inner nature.  When his time to pass arrived he knew himself and was happy with what he had done and did not fear where he was going. 
Being Frugal is a great treasure which affords us the opportunity to be generous and provides the gift of insight to our true nature.
Learning to unlearn does not mean gaining understanding. Those who seek to restore their original condition through thinking; seek The Way through intelligence.  None of us understands even the simplicity of the small. 
The wise man does not seek to remain silent, but neither attempts expression of the essence.   Who  can define the smell of a rose or the sound of a bird?   Each of us must simply choose to follow the path we are provided.  Each path is different; and each will provide individual insight as we journey upon it.  We cannot see insight come into view; we must gain insight from what we have viewed and retained as a memory.
The greatest wisdom is learning the most difficult task we have is keeping to the path.  Philosophical argument or accumulation of knowledge will not sink roots in tranquility nor speed our journey.   Keep plain and joyful without seeking attainment of the will.   Let the will simply become the path.   Greet one another  as travelers beside a stream; perhaps even in opposite directions who pause to refresh themselves and enjoy the moment!!