So we need inaction before we choose to act.  And we need reaction as a result of inaction and choice, I guess.  The pause is essential.

Thus I practice the pause as much as possible.  When I am out of practice, my mind races, judges, critiques, condemns, wonders and worries.  Eventually the sandstorm settles.  The horizon clears.  The path is once again right beneath my feet.

But the question remains–Am I willing to sit quietly and let the next right action come up to me?

Beating the bushes for the next (unripe) action is a natural reaction. Inaction brings screaming fear.  The practice of stillness is deep joy.