Many decades ago when I was a high school history teacher, my wife and I attended a workshop for teachers hosted by one of the area educational agencies (AEAs) in Iowa. This workshop was a multi-day event being taught by a Chinese Tai Ji master named Chungliang Al Huang. He used a wide range of tools to inspire his students: brush calligraphy, music, poetry, mythic story telling, and more. Fundamental to his work were the Five Elements, Tao Te Ching, I-Ching, and other classics in Taoist, Zen Buddhist, and Confucian studies. This approach allowed students to quickly experience the joys of Tai Ji energy flow along with the deeper sensations of stillness in motion.
Every day during the workshop, we did movement work and listened to lectures, plus participated in small group sharing about teaching and learning. During a break, he approached my wife and I, said “You two are very good at this. You should come to my international teaching workshop in Urbana, Illinois in February.”
So, once school started up again, I asked the principal and he said “yes.” I was stunned that he would consider the invitation. But when February rolled around, we drove to Urbana and met people from all over the world. We spent a week in intensive study and learning. And once home, we started teaching weekend workshops. Then, we taught regular Monday night classes for many years.
During our in-depth teacher training sessions, Chungliang would talk about not just doing the form on the outside as much on the inside. As he often reminded us, “the outer action should reflect the inner action.” It was powerful insight.
People who have known me over a long period of time will often ask me if I still practice the form. I respond with a “yes but not the outward form much. Now, I am trying to “be” the form more than “do” the form.
In this stage of my life, I focus on flow, on alignment, and on breath. I seek to find the stillness in the motion. Some days, I am better at it than others, but I keep being aware of my “practice” as I move through my days.
There is one person I know who I believe did align his inner and outer actions, namely my late father in-law. He was born on the farm, and he lived his entire life there accept for the last year or so of his life. He embraced attuning to others, discernment, listening, and sharing.
I think of him often in the morning. When our children were quite young, we routinely visited my in-laws on the farm. On these special weekends, our oldest son, Ryan, would get up very early, get all dressed by himself, and sit on the steps, waiting for his grandfather to come out of his bedroom for morning chores. After a quiet greeting, my father-in-law would put on his green coveralls and his work boots. Next, depending on the season, he would help his grandson bundle up in his winter coat, hat and mittens. Then, together they would walk to the barns to chore. In the early years, this was to feed the cattle. Latter in life, it was to feed the cats and check on wood working projects in his shop in the barn
With his grand children, my father-in-law always took off his right glove and walked “hand in hand” to the barn. Those were soft and leathery hands. They reflected the life of someone who had worked his entire life outdoors.
In December, I think of him and the Winter solstice. He shared with me that on the Winter and the Summer solstice, he would stop on his way back from the barn and watch the sunrise. Twice a year, it would rise right in the middle of the gravel road. And he would watch it rise before heading in for breakfast. Later after the evening chores, he would again stop by the side of the gravel road and watch it set.
One December afternoon, when I was a younger man, we watched the sun set together. There was no talking; we just watched it slowly sink below the western horizon. As we walked back to the house, he quietly said to me, “Now we begin turning to the light.”
This was a man who knew about the unity of the inner form and the outer form. He was a student of integration. He embraced this journey.
From him and others, I have learned that we are all in this together. As Rumi wrote, “We’re all just walking each other home.” The finest people I know grasp this perspective and embrace it. They are the role models of integrated living and working. And I, for one, am most grateful for the impact they have had in my life.
© Geery Howe 2026