August 6th, 1972
I think I see a stereotyped, recurrent problem emerging: The inability to work through any hurt, or anger at all. Nothing could appease me– not even a genuine apology from Margie– this state of being insists on simply “doing away” emotionally with the other person. Sort of a “once you’ve made me mad, that’s it brother” attitude–
I am aware of this.
Please guide me–
the sun rises over the earth: the image of progress. Thus the superior man himself brights his bright virtue.
Progressing, but turned back. Perseverance brings good fortune. If one meets with no confidence, one should remain calm. No mistake.
Six in the fifth–
Take not gain and loss to heart. Undertakings bring good fortune. Everything serves to further.
The situation described here is that of one who, finding himself in an influential position in a time of progress, remains gentle and reserved. He might reproach himself for lack of energy in making the most of the propitiousness of the time and obtaining all possible advantage. However, this regret passes away. He must not take either loss or gain to heart; they are minor considerations. What matters much more is the fact that in this way he has assured himself of opportunities for successful and beneficent influence.
Making progress with the horns is permissible. Only for the purpose of punishing one’s own city– to be conscious of danger brings good fortune. No blame.
Perseverance brings humiliation.