Fuxi’s Poem

The sixth-century Buddhist monk Fuxi wrote:

The empty hand grasps the hoe handle
Walking along, I ride the ox
The ox crosses the wooden bridge
The bridge is flowing, the water is still

(Fuxi, trans. Andy Ferguson “Zen’s Chinese Heritage”)

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Aviation Terms: A Conversation

mf:

I get out of balance sometimes because something’s not quite comfortable in my posture and I’ve somehow become numb to it, and over the years I have formed a habit of checking where I left myself physically when things get weird.

That’s why I wrote:

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