Week One, Day One
December 22
The T’ai Hsüan Ching (Taixuanjing) Verses
Morning Verse (𝌆)
Ternary Tetragram 1 + Ternary Bigram 1 (Center)
In the beginning, all returns to One.
Unmoved, ungraspable, it abides.
The Sage rests in the axis of stillness,
Where vision opens without a seer.
Evening Verse (𝌆)
Ternary Tetragram 1 + Ternary Bigram 2 (Center)
Night reveals the hidden turning.
Before desire, before word—
only motionless motion.
Rooted in Center, direction dissolves.
The I Ching (Yijing) Verses
Morning Verse (䷀)
Binary Hexagram 1 (The Creative)
Silence holds the wellspring.
Before thought, before form—pure arising.
The heart rests as Center.
From stillness, movement unfolds itself.
Evening Verse (䷫)
Binary Hexagram 44 (Coming to Meet)
She comes uncalled, as thunder in still air.
Let not clinging veil the meeting.
Receive in clarity, offer in trust.
From the unknown, what is always known is born.
The Zodiac Verse
Full Day
Capricorn 0 Degrees
The mantle finds the ready brow,
Not taken, but known in vowless vow.
From earth’s deep root, will flows,
Leading not by force, but through its own arising.
Lingua-U Verses
Morning Verse
B + B
A burst of Being stirs the hush,
Bold yet whole, no edge, no rush.
It bounds the unbounded, shapes the unshaped,
A blaze that is already beyond the gate.
Evening Verse
B + P
The pulse dissolves into the palm,
A breath becomes what breathes the calm.
The echo parts, the silence stays—
Boldness yielding into praise.
The Integral Verses
Morning Verse (§1.1.1)
Crimson: Agentic (Gross State)
The cry is not yet mine, but moves through me.
Hands grasp, not for things, but for being.
The world is mother, body, breath—
and I, a wave not yet apart from sea.
Evening Verse (§1.1.2)
Crimson: Communal (Gross State)
Held in warmth, I am not I alone.
Touch is the world, and the world is one.
No border drawn between skin and sky—
Only the hum where self has not yet begun.
