Inside, the Master noticed Kuan’s bed was pushed into a dark, cramped corner under a heavy wooden beam. "The sky should not press down on you while you dream," Yun whispered. They moved the bed to a spot where Kuan could see the door but wasn't directly in its path—the "Commanding Position."
Finally, they cleared the clutter from the center of the house. "The heart of the home is the Tai Ji ," Yun said. "It must be empty so that all possibilities can arise." Taoist Feng Shui. The Ancient Roots of the Chin...
One evening, an old wanderer carrying a simple bamboo staff arrived at his door. This was Master Yun, a teacher of the Way. He looked at Kuan’s home and sighed. Inside, the Master noticed Kuan’s bed was pushed