Somewhere along the winding road of my life, maybe in the fog of heated debate, or the smug glow of being “right,” I missed the sign that read: “The Way of Heaven does not coerce.”
I used to think I was doing people a favor by sharing my “enlightened” opinions. I’d lace my words with just enough conviction to sound sincere and just enough pride to sound superior.
Whether it was politics, spirituality, food, or philosophy, I couldn’t help myself. Even when I wasn’t talking out loud, my internal monologue was loudly judging the path others were walking.
It wasn’t until a close friend ghosted me after one too many “deep talks” that I began to feel the sting of my own righteousness. He later told me, “Man, I don’t need your sermon. I need your silence.” That hit like a gong to the gut.
Lao Tzu’s Whisper, Not a Roar
Taoist philosophy—especially The Tao Te Ching—offers a graceful way to navigate this world without shoving your perspective down someone else’s throat. Lao Tzu says, “The Way does not contend, yet it conquers.” That line echoes louder in my life now than any opinion I ever tried to argue into someone else.
The Taoist philosopher Zhuangzi, ever the trickster, would’ve laughed at my attempts to persuade. In his parables, even sages know that explaining the Tao is like trying to pin down wind with chopsticks. The more you force it, the more it slips away. The butterfly doesn’t convert the caterpillar, it just flies.
I learned the hard way that not every conversation needs my input. Not every belief needs defending. And not every disagreement needs resolution. The Way of Heaven is impartial. It doesn’t lift the wise and crush the foolish. It doesn’t take sides. It lets things be.
Mencius, Sincerity, and the Unforced Path
What’s wild is that even Mencius, the Confucian humanist who believed in the moral potential of humans, stressed that “sincerity is the way of Heaven.” But his version of sincerity isn’t performative. It’s not passion with a PowerPoint presentation. It’s an inner resonance—an honest alignment between thought, action, and presence.
The Doctrine of the Mean, a Confucian text that explores harmony and balance, tells us that to be sincere is to “complete oneself,” and through that, complete others. But it starts inward. Not outward. Not by convincing. Not by correcting. Just by embodying.
I’ve come to understand that if I want to “change the world,” it starts not with my words, but with the silence behind them. In walking the Tao not talking about it.
A Humble Shift
There’s an ache that comes with recognizing the times I bulldozed my truth into someone else’s garden. That ache is my teacher now. It reminds me to pause. To listen. To offer space instead of a lecture.
These days, when I feel that old impulse rise—the urge to explain, to fix, to convert—I remember the Taoist farmer who simply said, “Maybe.” I remember that the Way doesn’t need my defense. It simply flows.
So now, I sit back more. I ask questions that I don’t rush to answer. I let people come to their own conclusions. Sometimes I nod, even if I disagree. Because I’m learning that peace isn’t in winning the argument. It’s in walking away without creating one.
Because The Way of Heaven? It doesn’t argue.
It invites.
And then it disappears into the breeze.
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Good stuff DMS. Recently, someone said to me in a meeting, “why are you being so quiet” as they were used to me being more vocal. I was just listening and being more thoughtful before I responded.
A wealth of wisdom here. I’m actively practicing having no opinion, or at least not sharing it. 🤐