Mother and sons
Chapter 38’s A man of the highest virtue does not keep to virtue and that is why he has virtue served as the model for raising my sons. This worked well – even to a fault. I mean, given their ‘Taoist’ upbringing, it is odd to see how rigidly law abiding they are at times. For example, we headed down the street to order a sandwich at the corner deli. I grabbed a beer to drink (rare for me) as we walked there. They protested, saying it was against the law to walk in public and drink beer. I thought that nonsense. Drink and drive no way, but drink and walk?
All my life I have only obeyed laws I agreed with, so they didn’t pick up their highly law-abiding ways from Papa obviously, although, maybe somewhat from Mama. Still, given the circumstances of their childhood, I doubt they learned it from anyone in particular. This shows the deep underlying pull of the ethical paradigm that surrounds everyone. Most conform, some rebel, but everyone feels it.
Virtue and ethics are symptoms of dysfunction and hypocrisy, as chapter 18 bluntly points out, When the great way falls into disuse, There is benevolence and rectitude; When cleverness emerges, There is great hypocrisy. Virtue is ineffective at best, and downright debilitating at worst, as chapter 38 points out, A man of the lowest virtue never strays from virtue and that is why he is without virtue. Chapter 1’s disclaimer applies to virtue: ‘The [virtue] that can be spoken of is not the constant [virtue]’. Obviously, this requires a nuanced approach.
For example, I never told them to say “thank you” when someone gave them something. Instead, let them one day say, “It happened to us naturally”, as chapter 17 notes. Sure, it was embarrassing at times for us when our ostensibly rude kids would not say “thank you” when receiving a gift. The point was, I wanted them to be authentic, rather than being prodded into a fake show of virtue. Again, chapter 38 tells it like it is, Hence, when the way was lost there was virtue; when virtue was lost, there was benevolence; when benevolence was lost, there was rectitude; when rectitude was lost, there were the rites. The rites are the wearing thin of loyalty and good faith, and the beginning of disorder.
So far this experiment is turning out fine, bolstering my faith in the truth of chapter 48, It is always through not meddling that the empire is won. Should you meddle, then you are not equal to the task of winning the empire.
I have to agree with Luke, that is one adorable picture 🙂
My parents didn't teach me to automatically spit out the words “thank you”, either, and I am grateful for that. I started saying thank you when I was about 6 years old, and it was probably not until that age that I was mature enough to know what it actually means to be thankful for something. I never (spare for those moments where white lies are “needed”) thank anyone for something I don't really feel thankful for (and yet I actually hear from people that I say thank you “an awful lot”, hehe). My parents had the same view on such things as money, clothes, boyfriends and staying out late and whatnot, and I can't begin to express how happy I am to have had the opportunity to actually learn about these things on my own instead of getting a set of unquestionable rules- I doubt that I would have been the confident and indepentent adult that I am today if my parents had been keen users of the phrase “because I say so”.
I think it is wonderful that you've given your children the same opportunity to realize the meaning of the words “thank you” on their own instead of learning it by heart and using it like an empty standard phrase. The “laissez-faire upbringing” I got as a little girl is definitely a tradition I will pass on to my own children 🙂
I have to agree with Luke, that is one adorable picture 🙂
My parents didn’t teach me to automatically spit out the words “thank you”, either, and I am grateful for that. I started saying thank you when I was about 6 years old, and it was probably not until that age that I was mature enough to know what it actually means to be thankful for something. I never (spare for those moments where white lies are “needed”) thank anyone for something I don’t really feel thankful for (and yet I actually hear from people that I say thank you “an awful lot”, hehe). My parents had the same view on such things as money, clothes, boyfriends and staying out late and whatnot, and I can’t begin to express how happy I am to have had the opportunity to actually learn about these things on my own instead of getting a set of unquestionable rules- I doubt that I would have been the confident and indepentent adult that I am today if my parents had been keen users of the phrase “because I say so”.
I think it is wonderful that you’ve given your children the same opportunity to realize the meaning of the words “thank you” on their own instead of learning it by heart and using it like an empty standard phrase. The “laissez-faire upbringing” I got as a little girl is definitely a tradition I will pass on to my own children 🙂
That has got to be the cutest picture ever posted on CenterTao.org.
Luke, the shirtless one
p.s. – I can see Kyle was not a smiler early in life, either.