A lover had asked me to move out, then killed himself in our home. A county coroner treated me like a criminal at the suicide scene. The very next day I was diagnosed with Grave's disease, an autoimmune disorder that is possibly triggered sometimes by stress.
I was forced to make a whole lot of changes in my life in a very short period of time.
And that was when I came across the Tao Te Ching. I don't consider this to be a religious text so much as a philosophical one. For whatever reason, I found reading the Tao was extremely comforting at a time when I was desperately in need of comfort. This all took place many years ago, so the wounds are no longer fresh.
More recently I subscribed to an email mailing list that sends a chapter of the Tao every day. This is an excerpt from Chapter 41, received today:
The path into the light seems dark,
the path forward seems to go back,
the direct path seems long,
true power seems weak,
true purity seems tarnished,
true steadfastness seems changeable,
true clarity seems obscure,
the greatest art seems unsophisticated,
the greatest love seems indifferent,
the greatest wisdom seems childish.