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When Yang cuts the flower and brings it into the vase, the children do not know which perfect vase to buy or create to create an Eternal Source of Light.

When Yang instead builds the home in the field and around the flower, being careful not to sever the connection, the flower blooms happily and dies nobly. It exists and disappears all part of a greater cycle.

The flower doesn't die into rotting biomass in a pot and them hamfistedly returned to the cycle in a coffin buried in the ground. No matter how pretty and elaborate and expensive the funeral is.

To venture into the fields and build your house in the middle of chaos requires courage and skill. To pluck pieces from the field into your workplace of light and control kills the very thing you wanted to See.

Maybe this explains why the self-development ("I" as the greatest project) crowd stereotypically has a problem with long term relationships. No amount of skill equates to greater courage. Greater mastery increase the height you jump into the pool of chaos.

It's like going up to someone and saying "Follow me and you'll never experience any suffering in your life every again. I will attend to your every need." Which is so stupid.

Sitting with yourself for a few brief moments and sense all the feelings. So many of them unsatisfactory. So many of them are uncontradictory in nature. You can't deal with chaos and not be dealing with chaos. It's not even linguistically possible!