In the vast lexicon of ancient wisdom, few metaphors resonate with as much quiet power as the one Laozi chose to describe the ultimate good. “The highest excellence is like water,” he wrote in the Tao Te Ching. “Water benefits all things and does not contend.”
In a world often defined by upward mobility and the clamor for recognition, this Taoist principle-Shang shan ruo shui-offers a counter-narrative. It suggests that true strength lies not in dominance, but in the courage to descend, to nourish, and to exist in the places others disdain.
Water seeks the lowest ground. While humanity instinctively strives for the peaks-social status, visibility, acclaim-water flows effortlessly into the valleys. This gravitational surrender is not a sign of weakness, but of profound humility. By settling where no one else wishes to go, water aligns itself with the Tao (the Way), becoming close to the divine origin of all things.
Laozi, the enigmatic sage who served as a keeper of archives during the Zhou Dynasty, viewed this quality as the blueprint for leadership. When asked by the legendary figure Bole about how a sage king should govern, Laozi did not speak of iron fists or strict decrees. Instead, he invoked the nature of water.
A true sovereign, he explained, governs in such a way that his merit is vast yet unattached to his ego. He educates and transforms the people without fostering dependence. Like the air we breathe or the water we drink, his influence is omnipresent yet unobtrusive. When the work is done, the people say, “We did this ourselves.” This philosophy of Wu Wei-non-action or effortless action-became the spiritual foundation for the “Rule of Wen and Jing” during the Han Dynasty, a golden age of peace and prosperity achieved through rest and recuperation rather than forceful intervention.
The figure of Laozi himself is shrouded in the mists of history and myth. Chronicles such as the Shenxian Zhuan suggest his spirit has traversed eras, appearing as different sages under the Yellow Emperor and Yao. Yet, his encounter with Confucius offers one of the most vivid portraits of his character.
After meeting the Taoist master, Confucius was reportedly struck by a sense of awe he could hardly articulate. “I know birds can fly, fish can swim, and beasts can run,” Confucius told his disciples. “But the dragon that rides the winds and clouds into the heavens-I cannot grasp it.” To him, Laozi was that dragon: vast, elusive, and beyond the constraints of rigid form.
This “dragon-like” nature mirrors the very element Laozi revered. Water has no fixed shape; it assumes the form of its container, whether a round bowl or a square basin. Because it has no ego, it can be everything. Because it does not fight, it cannot be defeated.
Though Laozi eventually rode his ox westward, disappearing through the Hangu Pass after leaving behind his five thousand words, the ripples of his philosophy continue to shape the Chinese consciousness.
Many idioms that pepper modern conversation trace their lineage back to the Tao Te Ching. Phrases like “Great wisdom appears as stupidity” (Da qiao ruo zhuo) and “Fortune and misfortune rely on each other” (Huo fu xiang yi) are remnants of this ancient worldview. They remind us that reality is cyclical and that the brightest light often hides in the deepest obscurity.
In the realm of aesthetics, this wisdom finds physical expression on the stage. Shen Yun’s 2017 piece, The Taoist Destiny, dramatized the moment Laozi penned his magnum opus before vanishing into the west. But beyond the literal storytelling, the “bearing” (Yun) of classical Chinese dance often emulates the properties of water-circular, continuous, and fluid. The movements do not break; they flow, proving that the softest touch can carry the profoundest weight.
To understand water is to understand the Tao. It is a reminder that in silence, there is thunder; in yielding, there is conquest; and in the lowest valley, one finds the highest virtue.
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