"Now, all the myriad beings under heaven have an underlying oneness. Attain this One and become one with it! Then your four limbs and hundred bones will just be so much dust and sweepings. Life and death, beginning and end will be a mere day and night to you. Nothing whatsoever can confound you -- how much less the trifles of gain or loss, good or bad fortune!"
~ Zhungzi, chapter 21
One of those delicious paradoxes of Taoist practice: how all is no more than "dust and sweepings," yet somehow, simultaneously, infinitely precious. How the "four limbs and hundred bones" of a human body are nothing special, and yet -- within the crucible of qigong practice -- at least potentially a gateway to Heaven ...