A sprout beneath the stoneDifficulty at the Beginning
Every beginning comes a little crowded: too many ideas, too narrow a path.
Zhun originally means a plant first breaking the soil, pushing upward. Clouds above, thunder below — the movement has stirred but the rain has not fallen. This not-yet-fallen state is the hardest to bear: not a lack of power, but power with no outlet. Panicked probing in every direction at this stage usually tears the thin roots that already exist.
The judgment says: it furthers one to establish lords. In disorder the priority is not charging out but fixing a point first — one trustworthy person, one unwavering principle, one minimal viable order. With a fixed point, chaos gains a reference, and every later step knows how far it has drifted.
