There's n ot much to say except: "Enjoy this!"
I thank my friend Iva Jones for turning me on to these musicians:
What strange pleasure do they get who’d
Wipe whole worlds out
ANYTHING
To end our lives, our
Wild idleness?
But we have charms against their rage—
Must go on saying, “Look,
If nobody tried to live this way
All the work of the world would be in vain.”
And now and then a son, a daughter, hears it.
Now and then a son, a daughter
gets away.
“As a Zen Student you are challenged to find this intimacy in the ordinary, work-a-day, confrontive society you live in. How can you see with another’s eyes, or hear with another’s ears, across space and time or even face to face at the post office? If you steadfastly breathe “Mu” right through all feelings of anxiety when you are on your cushion, and if you ignore distractions and devote yourself to the matter at hand on other occasions, you will be like Pu-tang (Fudo) holding fast in the flames of hell. Those flames are the distressing aspects of your life, and in persevering you will surely enter the original realm.
Robert Aitken, The Gateless Gate.
Sunday, 3 October 2010
Iris
Poignant symbols gesture –
Flowers long before they are
Know they will but there
Is no guarantee even when
They press up through the
Crusted earth: their joy
This unknowing.
……
Liquid
Refreshment
Can be gotten
From the sky
@ the appropriate
Dew point!
……
Calamitous
Consequences
Receive
Lissome
Silhouettes
Writing is practice. Language, falling into language, is practice for me. Some say this is not so. The problem is that those who turn from language do not see how they are fooled by the narrative of self in relationship to other and believe in what they write or read or interpret as their character in the fulfillment of the escape dynamics of the narrative: I am real. I have come from there. I must escape to there. There is better than here. Thus do we all compete to get there, to be recognized as that rather than our current self image. Then when we successfully fulfill the role it is empty in a nihilistic sense because we know we made it up but we still think something else is real, what we were, and what we were was and always is the not. The not itself is delusion and there is no getting away. The not itself is our enlightenment, our awake and all beings awake. If we completely settle into the not then all others too can relax, let go into the not: no useless striving to be something other. This does not mean no effort and no accomplishment.
This is what koans are about: our life, our doubt, as parable: this existing, non-existing self a parable of our self, a story told to us by grandmother while sitting on her lap or being beat with a strap. What is this?
Or, is he standing on the mountain setting it on fire with the flames of his breath burning it up behind you with each step you take?
Does it reach the other side?
Who is the dragon anyway?
http://www.terebess.hu/zen/hakuin/hakuin53.html
Hakuin Ekaku (1685-1768)
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