Zen is not safe. Letting go is a big risk. People are scared out of their minds to let go. To really let go of everything. To let go of everything! That's the big one, isn't it?
—Maurine Stuart
I'm not sure what this blog stands for any more. It died once and I'm working on bringing it back to life, one post at a time.
—Maurine Stuart
Slender, so slender
its stalk bends under dew --
little yellow flower
—Basho, translation found on the link above
Certainly a reminder of how precious and fragile life is. But more than that, it is a beautiful image. As a taiji player, I see the 'stalk bending' as an exmaple of Sung (alert relaxation). The flower is not stiff and tense, fighting the extra weight. Instead, it yields.
—from The Recorded Sayings of Zen Master Joshu, translated by James Green
I'm not sure how much to say about this one... You cannot apply effort to following the Way, because that is not the Way. Yet if you do nothing, you do not find the Way. How, then? You allow the Way to open up inside of you, and around you. Suddenly, there is no following or not following. There is just that-which-is. This is the Way.
—John Godfrey Saxe
—Nyogen Senzaki, from The Iron Flute
When you have understood, there is no inside or outside. Everything is already inside, so no purpose is served by entering the gate. Those who do not understand and condemn the ones 'outside the gate' cannot see past the illusion. No distinctions. No difference.
—Seung Sahn
From 22 July on my Zen calendar. The link in the title is to a biography of this remarkable monk (an entertaining biography, btw; he's a ZEN monk). There are lots of ideas in this passage I could focus on, so I'll pick just one.
"A mirror reflects everything." The mirror does not judge or try to change that-which-is. Nor does it try to deny it. It reflects all that it sees. So should we be with the world. Certainly there are problems in the world, but before a problem can be fixed, it must be seen for what it is. No judgment, just observation. Somewhere in that observation is the key to its solution, or, sometimes, the realization that it is not a problem. Too often we see people leap in with "solutions" full of judgment and opinion. More often than not, these "solutions" only make the situation worse. Why? Because they did not take the time to see the situation without judging it. Situations are not good or bad of themselves. They just are.
There's a Zen parable that illustrates how futile it is to judge a situation. I'll tell it as best I remember.
An old farmer and his son happened upon a horse in their field. They calmed it and managed to capture it. It was a magnificent beast, and would make their trips to check on their fields much easier. A neighbor heard the story of finding the horse, and said, "How fortunate you are!"
The farmer shrugged. "We shall see."
The next day, the farmer's son was thrown from the horse and broke his leg. Again the neighbor heard the tale. "Oh. What rotten luck it was that you found that horse!"
Again the farmer shrugged. "We shall see."
The following day, a conscription army marched by, forcing all able-bodied young men into service. Because the farmer's son had a broken leg, he was spared. "How fortunate you are!" the neighbor exclaimed again.
The farmer still only shrugged. "We shall see."
—Charlotte Joko Beck
This is from 21 July on my Zen calendar. How to explain this one... The world is what it is: that we cannot change. Misery comes from trying to make the world something other than what it is. It also comes from trying to hold on to things that are temporary. When we let go of our illusions, of our insistence and attachments, of our fears... we find that paradise was in this world all along. We just weren't seeing it. We weren't allowing ourselves to see it.
—Epictetus as translated by Sharon Lebell
This is one of the best passages so far in this little book I picked up, A Manual for Living. Things happen. Once they are done, they are done. Denial and anger accomplish nothing. The world has changed, for good or ill. You either change with it or waste your time in useless raging. That's not to say an emotional response is a waste. It is natural. The waste comes when we refuse to let go of that emotion when it has served its purpose.
—Chris Griscom
This is from the book my taiji instructor loaned me. I'll post an overall review when I've finished it. Parts of it are standard New Age claptrap, but parts of it make good sense. This in particular resonated with me. I remember a time several years ago, when every so often I would get this panicky feeling inside and think "I want to go home!" It didn't matter where I was. Sometimes I was at home. It came less and less frequently, especially after I took up taiji. Then last summer, we were on vacation in Mesa Verde. I had just finished some energy circulation meditation, and had the thought, "This is home." Now, I feel at home nearly everywhere, but especially in places where I have meditated. Before, I was cut off from that sense of home within myself. It feels...good...to have it reconnected.
—From The Little Zen Companion
This is one of my favorite koans, and one that I'm sure has more meaning than I have found so far. Besides illustrating the peculiar zen sense of humor, it also shows that the first step towards escaping a bad situation is realizing that you're not alone in it. (Note: The Japanese call Chao-Chou 'Joshu')
—Zen Saying
From 9 July on my Zen Calendar. This relates to one of my favorite Zen quotes: "When you are confused and doubting, even a thousand books of scripture are not enough. When you understand, even a single word is too much." Words, scriptures, names, these are all secondary aspects of that-which-is. However, you cannot understand this until you've experienced it directly, even if only for a moment. If you're too caught up in the names, you will never be able to hear God's breath. At best, you may get a dull echo, filtered through the name you cling to so tightly. Let go of the names and experience Reality. No thought. No words. No argument.
Clinging to the names is a form of tension, and tension makes your senses dull. Try this with a partner: Clench your fist and close your eyes while your partner uses something to touch that clenched fist. Can you feel what it is? Not very well. Now relax your hand and try again. You will feel a lot more.
Just simply alive, both of us, I and the poppy.
—Issa
This is from my Zen daily calendar, 8 July. Personally, I think the poem speaks for itself, but since I have an odd way of looking at some things I will share my interpretation. Partially, it's a realization that one is not alone. I am alive, and so is the poppy. Partially, it's the realization that nothing more than this is needed. And there's a sense that all life is equally important and valid, whether it be a poppy or a human. Since poppies only bloom for a short while before fading, it is also a reminder that life is short, temporary, and that every moment matters.