Where does the rain come from?

The Color of Wind

Koan:

What color does the wind have?

There was a Korean koan teacher who'd give his students the answer to the koans and they'd then have to find their way to that answer themselves. When I became the wind moving the green leaves all became clear. Now I'm waiting for rain, hoping I can feel where the rain comes from, my next koan.

The Body and Function of Wind

Koan:

Distinguish the body and function of wind.

He said, “you are very unsparing with yourself.” Then I told my wife that 1) I am not the one in my works. I create a being who responds to life in his own way. It is only personal in that it is my creation and 2) when I became the wind I was quickly freed from the little boy being scolded. In truth, my wife of 56 years doesn't really scold me. She simply asked, “Did you mean to leave the burner on?”

Hearing it Closer

Koan:

The wind is whistling through the old pine, hearing it closer, the sound is better.

I had always thought of the metal as solid and wind as the opposite. Then as I imagined the bell's electrons in chaotic motion, I realized that the bell or even a mountain was also wild like wind.

How miserable, how miserable....

Koan:

How miserable, how miserable—transmigrating the three worlds.

Devas desire to be reborn on earth so that they can be miserable and thereby become enlightened. Is it unfortunate that we don't grow much without challenges?

A Newborn Baby

Koan:

A newborn baby...is it born with all six consciousnesses?

No Beard

Koan:

Why has the Western Barbarian no beard?

How am I when the other is wrong? Yesterday I was irked at someone driving the wrong way on a one-way street. Might I have responded differently? Was I “pulled by karma or led by vow”?

Hanging from a Branch

Koan:

Kyogen said, “It’s like a man up a tree, hanging from a branch with his mouth; his hands cannot grasp a bough, his feet won’t reach one. Under the tree there is a man who asks him the meaning of Bodhidharma’s coming from the West. If he does not answer he will lose his life. What should he do?”

How hard it is to accept one's condition—or the condition of the world. It is much easier to blame others or to come up with a clever solution. As I sit, I realize that “this is life as it is!”

In a Dream #2

Koan:

How do you answer if you are asked, what is the meaning of Bodhidharma coming from the west, by someone in a dream? If you cannot answer it the teachings of the Buddha are worthless.

Every week I'd complain to my dad about some injustice or irregularity in my life or the world. He would always divert the conversation to something more interesting.

In a Dream #1

Koan:

How do you answer if you are asked, what is the meaning of Bodhidharma coming from the west, by someone in a dream? If you cannot answer it the teachings of the Buddha are worthless.

Norman Fischer's Lojong slogan, “See everything as a dream,” might have helped me here. When I drift off, it is always uncomfortable to be asked, “Where are you right now?” And then there is the boundless “now” that began before my parents were born and never ends.

How simple am I willing to let it be?

I'm just dreaming!!!

Moving Mountains

Koan:

A man asked Ummon, “How do Buddhas appear?” Ummon answered, “The eastern mountain moves along the stream.”

Mountains are mountains—or are they—or aren't they?

It was only recently that I realized that motion, not stillness, is the default.

Aimlessness

Koan:

Absorbed in the flight of birds, he sees mindlessly.

I see two brands of concentration: hard and soft. Seeing this way is definitely soft. And maybe so soft it becomes hard.

Murmuring Waters

Koan:

Through the flowing murmuring waters he walks leisurely.

It amazes me that the water doesn't get tired—like my grandfather-in-law who could pull weeds all day long. Or like sitting when I'm not waiting for the bell.

The Leaf Falls

Koan:

Empty handed—the wind blows. Yet holding a rake—the leaf falls.

We think we are ready. Ha! Every moment is a surprise!

Incense Powder

Koan:

Bring me the incense powder made out of shunyata (boundlessness).

I'm learning that simple acts can be done with such reverence. Even smiling at a person or shaking their hand. When done this way, the earth seems to stop moving for a moment and we can hear the bell permeating everywhere, even before and after.

Beginningless #4: The beginningless self-nature has been awakened.

Koan:

Seikenko of Cho composed a gatha as he was enlightened upon hearing thunder strike.
Sitting in the room in absolute silence.
Mind-source unmoved, filled like still water.
The striking of thunder has opened the gate of the head’s crown.
The beginningless self-nature has been awakened.
Present the implication or content of each line.

Knock, knock, who's there? Maybe this awakening is just like unexposed film—full of potential and ready for action.

Beginningless #3: The striking of thunder has opened the gate of the head's crown.

Koan:

Seikenko of Cho composed a gatha as he was enlightened upon hearing thunder strike.
Sitting in the room in absolute silence.
Mind-source unmoved, filled like still water.
The striking of thunder has opened the gate of the head’s crown.
The beginningless self-nature has been awakened.
Present the implication or content of each line.”

I like the expression “you hit it on the head.” And not only the crown, but the protuberance on the top of the head representing the status of being a Buddha. And yet, this is only an entrance, a door.