As for myself, I am not always a Taoist all the time. I am Taoist when contemplating the mystery and wonder of the universe. I am Taoist when walking in the MO Botanical Gardens or when diving into the ocean waves or practicing Taiji on the Cahokia Mounds. I like to be Taoist when sparring with others, seeking to blend with my opponent’s movements rather than opposing them, turning my opponent into my dance partner instead of my enemy. I am Taoist when I contemplate the continuous ebb and flow of Yin and Yang. I am Taoist whenever people ask me to define myself in their terms, or whenever else I feel like it. But in truth I must also confess to a fondness for being Confucian, also and sometimes at the same time “Bears Paw”:
“I like fish and I also like bear’s paw. If I cannot have both, I shall give
up the fish and choose the bear’s paw. I like life and I also like righteousness.
If I cannot have both of them, I shall give up life and choose righteousness.
I love life, but there is something I love more than life, and therefore I will
not do anything improper to have it. I also hate death, but there is something
I hate more than death and therefore there are occasions when I will not avoid danger.” 6A:15