Dispersion: success. The king approaches his temple. It furthers one to cross the great water. Perseverance furthers. Wind blows over the water and disperses it as foam and mist — the hexagram of dissolution: of the hardness in hearts, of egotism's ice, of the divisive blocks that separate people. What is rigid and estranged is melted and scattered now, and the scattered is regathered around the sacred — the temple, the shared reverence that reunites what selfishness divided.
The wind drives over the water: the kings of old sacrificed to the Lord and built temples. Against dispersion of hearts, the ancients set shared worship — the wise counter division by giving people a centre of reverence in common.
Something frozen is breaking up — rigidity in a relationship, factions in a group, the ice of your own accumulated hardness — and the wind doing it is favourable: let the dissolution happen. Then regather what disperses around something genuinely shared and high — a common purpose, a reconciling ritual, the 'temple' of whatever both sides still hold sacred — because dispersion without regathering is just scattering. Personal counsel included: where your own heart has grown hard or separate, this is the melting season; great crossings succeed once the ice is off the river. Divide the blocks, unite the people: both are this one wind.
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