at the still point, there the dance is Saturday, July 17

"In the solar system, each planet is relative to another.  Therefore, each person, each soul, is relative to one another."   (ECRL 3356-1) The imperceptible dance is present even where there is no space

道德經第四十三章

天下之至柔，馳騁天下之至堅。

無有入無間，吾是以知無為之有益。

不言之教，無為之益，天下希及之。

Dao De Jing Chapter 43 ― James Legge ― The universal use (of the action in the weakness of the Dao)

The softest thing in the world dashes against and overcomes the hardest.

That which has no (substantial) existence enters where there is no crevice.

I know hereby what advantage belongs to doing nothing (with a purpose).

There are few in the world who attain to the teaching without words, and the advantage arising from non-action.

Dao De Jing Chapter 43 ― A. Charles Muller ― The softest thing in the world...

The softest thing in the world
Will overcome the hardest.
Non-being can enter where there is no space.
Therefore I know the benefit of unattached action.
The wordless teaching and unattached action
Are rarely seen.

Dao De Jing Chapter 43 ― Arthur Waley

What is of all things most yielding

Can overwhelm that which is of all things most hard.

Being substanceless it can enter even where is no space;

That is how I know the value of action that is actionless.

But that there can be teaching without words,

Value in action that is actionless,

Few indeed can understand.

At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;

Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,

But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,

Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,

Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,

There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.

I can only say, there we have been: but I cannot say where.

And I cannot say, how long, for that is to place it in time.

The inner freedom from the practical desire,

The release from action and suffering, release from the inner

And the outer compulsion, yet surrounded

By a grace of sense, a white light still and moving,

Erhebung without motion, concentration

Without elimination, both a new world

And the old made explicit, understood

In the completion of its partial ecstasy,

The resolution of its partial horror.

Yet the enchainment of past and future

Woven in the weakness of the changing body,

Protects mankind from heaven and damnation

Which flesh cannot endure.

                                          Time past and time future

Allow but a little consciousness.

To be conscious is not to be in time

But only in time can the moment in the rose-garden,

The moment in the arbour where the rain beat,

The moment in the draughty church at smokefall

Be remembered; involved with past and future.

Only through time time is conquered.

― from Burnt Norton, the first poem of T. S. Eliot's "Four Quartets"