When I first met Mika and went Tao-style, I genuinely put myself aside. Mika loved African music and didn’t want some stranger creeping on her, so I loaned her my Bonga and Cesária Évora CDs and made myself scarce. Whatever happened next was completely up to her. If I’d expected anything in return, there’s no way the Tao would have worked. I’d have been anxious or resentful or pushy, calculating all my actions against her reactions, radiating a hey-what-about-me vibe that sooner or later would have ruined everything. Done right, on the other hand, the Tao of Steve makes you forget the future
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