Thus, the True Person acts without striving and teaches without words.
Today at rush hour, a drunk stumbled onto our subway car. He toppled into a couple women and they fell onto the deck of the train. A teenager swore at the man and shoved him. Angry, the drunk pulled a knife from his jacket and waved it wildy.
Then a small elderly man stood up and put his arm around the drunk. Their eyes met briefly and both began to sob. Without saying a thing, they sat down and consoled each other the rest of the trip.