Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Monday, September 14, 2009
Sunday, September 13, 2009
He restores my soul.
"The Lord is my sheperd; I shall not want. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me besides still waters. He restores my soul." —23rd Psalm
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Friday, September 11, 2009
...all selfishness disappears....
"For the mind in harmony with the Source,
all selfishness disappears with not
even a trace of self-doubt.
all selfishness disappears with not
even a trace of self-doubt.
You can trust the universe completely."
—Trust in Mind
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Tuesday, September 8, 2009
I only kiss your shadow
"And how the room is softly faded
And I only kiss your shadow,
I cannot feel your hand,
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation.
And the superficial sighs,
In the borders of our lives."
And I only kiss your shadow,
I cannot feel your hand,
You're a stranger now unto me
Lost in the dangling conversation.
And the superficial sighs,
In the borders of our lives."
—Simon & Garfunkle
Monday, September 7, 2009
Firewood becomes ash....
"Firewood becomes ash, and it does not become firewood again.
Yet do not suggest that the ash is future and the firewood is past." —Eihei Dogen
Sunday, September 6, 2009
In the Expert's mind the possibilities are ....
"In the Expert's mind the possibilities are limited.
In the Beginner's mind the possibilities are endless."
—Shunryu Suzuki
Saturday, September 5, 2009
...a passing shadow gone so soon....
"We are here for only a moment,
visitors and strangers in the land
as our ancestors were before us.
Our days on earth are like a passing shadow
gone so soon without a trace."
—1 Chronicles 29:14-16
Friday, September 4, 2009
A man and a woman and a blackbird are one.
I
"Among twenty snowy mountains,
The only moving thing
Was the eye of the blackbird."
IV
"A man and a woman
Are one,
A man and a woman and a blackbird
Are one."
—Wallace Stevens, Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
Thursday, September 3, 2009
...a dish of ice cream....
"The way we usually hold a relationship is that,
this relationship is ... out there, and it's supposed
to give me pleasure. In other words we make this
relationship into a dish of ice cream ... I've picked you
out and you know what you are supposed to do."
—Charlotte Joko Beck, Everyday Zen
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Don't get tangled in the world.
"Don't get tangled in the world.
Don't lose yourself in emptiness.
Be at peace in the oneness of things.
and all errors will disappear by themselves."
—Trust in Mind
Don't lose yourself in emptiness.
Be at peace in the oneness of things.
and all errors will disappear by themselves."
—Trust in Mind
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
With that Moon Language
Admit something:
Everyone you see, you say to them, "Love me."
Of course you do not do this out loud,
otherwise someone would call the cops.
Still, though, think about this, this great pull in us to connect.
Why not become the one who lives with a
full moon in each eye that is
always saying,
With that sweet moon language,
what every other eye in this world is dying to hear?
—Hafiz
Sunday, August 30, 2009
Love one another, but make not a bond of love....
Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls"
—Kahil Gibran, The Prophet
Saturday, August 29, 2009
...things are just what they are.
True practice brings us more and more into that plain
and undramatic space in which things are just
as they are—just functioning. And that functioning
cannot come from self-centeredness.
—Charlotte Joko Beck, Everyday Zen
Friday, August 28, 2009
...the best you can say is "not two."
the best you can say is "not two."
In this "not two nothing is separate and
nothing in the world is excluded. —Trust in Mind
Death?
I don’t think many believe that the body lives forever. You seem to avoid the difficult question of “what are we?” Are we a bag of bones and flesh? That is questionable, given that “our” molecules come and go (alive or dead). Which leaves our permanent essence to be a structure, one that it is impermanent at best—perhaps even the structure itself doesn’t exist as a physical “thing.” She (as we knew her) is now part of the ocean. Before that, she answered the door when you knocked (and because she can no longer do that is the sorrowful part of her change). And before that, she was something else, and someone else would have answered that door. You are treating the issue as a Newtonian, yet you understand from modern physics that existence is far more complex than we used to believe.
This is in response to: http://daviddfriedman.blogspot.com/2009/08/concerning-intuitions-of-immortality.html
Walt Whitman had this to say in Leaves of Grass:
This is in response to: http://daviddfriedman.blogspot.com/2009/08/concerning-intuitions-of-immortality.html
Walt Whitman had this to say in Leaves of Grass:
To you suspect death? If I were to suspect death I should die now,I don't think the samurai would agree with Whitman when he says "Do you think I could walk pleasantly and well-suited toward annihilation?"
Do you think I could walk pleasantly and well-suited toward annihilation?
Pleasantly and well-suited I walk,
Whither I walk I cannot define, but I know it is good,
The whole universe indicates that it is good,
The past and the present indicate that it is good.
How beautiful and perfect are the animals!
How perfect the earth, and the minutest thing upon it!
What is called good is perfect, and what is called bad is just as perfect,
The vegetables and minerals are all perfect, and the imponderable fluids are perfect;
Slowly and surely they have pass’d on to this, and slowly and surely they yet pass on.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
TrunkFence/CrimeWatch/Strut
The true self knows no separation.
Monday, August 24, 2009
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Reflections on Talks on Buddha's Lists
During a recent Appamada Intensive our students gave talks on Buddha's lists. Here are my reflections on their talks.
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Rhinoceros Fan (an infamous koan) One day Yanguan called to his attendant, "Bring me the rhinoceros fan." The attendant said, ...