Are You Engaged in the Act of Existence? Then You’re a Man of the Tao

My daughter runs. She runs in the morning, she runs at night. Runs, runs, runs.

People around town see her and go, “Look at that girl! She’s a runner.”

But I know she’s more than that.

My daughter breathes. She breathes in the morning, she breathes at night. Breathes, breathes, breathes. She’s a breather.

And you know what else?

She exists. She exists in the…