Much Ado about Nothing

Sudden realization during Taiji last week: it's all about nothing!

dancing with no one ...
cradling an invisible ball ...
breathing, sinking down, floating up ...
diverting nonexistent "attackers" left and right ...
watching beautiful empty hands as they catch and throw, pull and press, ...
glimpsing reflections of others doing the same meaningless motions, each differently ...
attending to thoughts as they flow by, not clinging to any, and not clinging to the not-clinging ...
sensing self as the void in an infinite universe that surrounds and penetrates, embraces and releases, accepts and forgives ...

... all and all and lots of nothing — pointless, essential ...