We do not create anything; we discover and assemble.
While profound in its profusion, the physical universe (our bodies included) is composed of just ninety-two properties; in its composite represented by The Periodic Table of the Elements. In similar fashion, human experience is comprised of sixty-four permutations, which spawn an abundance of variations that mirrors the natural world; in composite represented by the Tao. Like the universe, the Tao is less mystical than it is overwhelming in its breadth and complexity, but like the universe it is knowable. The Tao of Family pieces these 'elements' together like a massive jig-saw puzzle, ever mindful of the over-arching whole.
It is difficult to imagine guidance without 'scripture'. But being no longer tethered to religious dogma, modern man is now 'free' to pursue life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness, restrained only by the laws of the land and the dictates of conscience, yet these dictates tend to harken back to the well-worn paths of religious fervor, or worse still lead nowhere at all - having jettisoned King and God, what else is there? And having thus been liberated, why is the Self so empty?
The Tao of Family was sculpted from the I Ching or Book of Changes, a Chinese text that predates Christ by a thousand years. The I Ching is not contrary to Christianity or any other belief system but rather complimentary and essential, as oils are to an artist. Similar to the I Ching, The Tao of Family is a translation intended to fill a void, to supply a critical nutrient to the body of Family, which labors under the yoke of modernity. It introduces itself in the common dress of an ordinary man within the extraordinary circumstances of an ordinary life, presenting these elements within sixty-four 'trinities': a central consultation derived from the I Ching, a visual depiction of the circumstance, and a narrative story intended to expound upon the nature of the life permutation.
The Tao of Family is spiritual without being mystical, inherently moral without being preachy, and evocative without being assaultive. In appearance, the Tao of Family suggests memoir, although the stories resonate within the collective subconscious; most readers will find the narratives embracing/bracing and some, eerily familiar.
It is a 'live' book, interactive; one of few, which when addressed responds. One does not 'finish' The Tao of Family and it's doubtful, once understood, that you'll hand it off. Yes, you can read it front to back as though it's a book – it's safer that way; impersonal, abstract, 'out there' – the 'other'. Or, like Santa or Jesus you can breathe your life breath into it and watch it twitch and swell and feel the pulse by following 'The Method'. Tossing coins to illuminate ones circumstance is an absurdity - they're only coins. But they're an initial element in a the sacred equation of You as a process, not a thing. Building a hexagram? - how silly...childish, have you time for silly, childish things? The availability of shelter is advised; just closing the book seldom works.
Like life itself, it's merely a game; a most serious game, but yet just a game. Play it as you like, or not. Nobody's watching.