Vacations: Reeling in the Mind

For the last few weeks, I’ve been wrestling with a couple of things. The first is a huge server failure that has led to me moving my various sites to a new host. And the second is the ghost of Liu Xie (劉勰), the Chinese writer who lived between the fifth and sixth centuries, and whose work straddles Buddhist, Confucian and Daoist traditions in fascinating ways. I’ve written here before about Liu’s most famous book, the Wenxin Diaolong (文心雕龍) or …

Viable

For the past couple of days here in Chengdu, I’ve been getting acclimatised and doing all the things that are associated with moving to another country: sorting out all kinds of administrative things, getting my bearings, working out where are the good places to eat, and so on. It’s been fairly busy and demanding, but I think I’m getting there. Along they way, I’ve found myself thinking about that most pesky of philosophers, Laozi. Or, more accurately, I’ve been thinking …