The first branch of the jar falls to your hand:
dragon and tiger meet in wind and cloud.
One morning you rise into open sky, rejoicing —
and every high place opens its gates to you.
The verse draws the first branch in the jar — dragon and tiger meeting wind and cloud. Like the old strategist fishing with a straight hook, you were never really waiting for nothing: the long stillness was the sharpening. The cloud has lifted; the wind is moving. Ride it — step forward when called, and do not shrink from the room the moment puts you in.
“Every high place opens its gates to you” — the waiting the verse describes is nearly done. Like the straight-hook fisherman the whole court finally noticed, what formed quietly now steps into the open, and it is welcomed. Let it be seen.
“The first branch of the jar falls to your hand” — the first draw is the luckiest draw. Gains land where you were prepared, the way the straight hook landed a dynasty: not chased but positioned. Take the payout without guilt.
“Dragon and tiger meet in wind and cloud” — your craft is the dragon, this season is the wind, and the verse puts them in the same sky. This is the late appointment arriving: recognition catches up with whoever kept the hook in the water. When the call comes, go.
Pick the one thing you have perfected in private and show it to one person who matters — this week.
