Non-resistance may seem the path of a fool but I now disagree. For a long time, I wrongfully assumed that I needed to be rigid and unmoving during the hurricanes of life. I imagined myself as a lone samurai or monk standing before a storm. I maintained my foot-hold and was resilient, rooted and resistant to the breaking point. How foolish of me.
My perception now is to follow the wisdom of Confucius and practice non-resistance. When the winds of life blow their hardest, I go with them, only to return to center when they pass. When the waves of the world come crashing in on my life, I embrace the ebb and flow without being swept to sea. As a recovering addict, I cannot resist reality, I must embrace it and not be pushed to emotional reaction, I am far too familiar with the results. I am not perfect in doing this or anything else, however, I have seen progress.
“The green reed which bends in the wind is stronger than the mighty oak which breaks in the storm.” – Confucius