Somehow this resonated deeply with me, and set me thinking about my own work. It made me wonder whether the same profound thought, slightly adapted, could not also apply to what I do. Could one perhaps say that the span of human life, which can be seen as akin to a piece of music from its start, our birth, to its completion, our death, is indeed no more than a decoration of silence, an illustration of the Dao?. We all emerge from the vast silence of the Dao, live the span of our life, and then disappear again into the vast silence of the Dao at our death. It feels good to me to be able to say that what I do is then no more than a “decoration of silence”, and that by my work I make the silence of the Dao within each of my patients slightly deeper and slightly more pure.