Clarity brings tranquility.

What price would you pay for Enlightenment?+++
There’s a story about a man who goes into a strange store. He asked the shop owner exactly what was being sold and the man replied: “Truth. All shapes. All sizes. Situational truth. Relative truth. Partial truth. And of course Absolute Truth.” The man asked, “what’s the going rate for Absolute Truth these days?”
The shopkeeper looked at him and said without blinking, “that’s a very high cost indeed. The price is too much for most men. It will cost you—YOUR CERTAINTY.” +++
Because enlightenment, Absolute Truth, requires that we often give up our pre-conceived notions of what should or should not be, what is and what is not. In order to acquire what we seek often we must give up our precious certainties...would you pay that price? Would you risk being wrong, being made a fool, walking blindly, in order to find Reality? A real leader must often lead not by facts and data, not by passion or persuasion but by an instinct. Sometimes it’s all you have. It’s a risk to be so open to what is, and what may be+++
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Koan da semana: "Por que Bodhidharma partiu para o Oriente?" piadinha interna zen com @alciobraz 👹 "Why Bodhidharma left for the East?" #koan #zenbusdismo #zenrio #zenbrasil #eininji #bodhidharma #zenkoan #budismo #copacanaba #silence #silencio

Day 18 of #taiwanteatravelartjournal and day 94 of #100daysofbuildingcreativity #100daysoflovewithspirit
This was the only day that I didn’t write my own poem. Instead, I put on the page the zen koan I received to meditate with - “Sometimes a weed is a treasure and a treasure a weed.” I discovered when doing a service period of weeding decomposed leaves that looked like golden treasures and I couldn’t believe it! I took home a new love of pulling weeds with me and in fact, that’s what’s on the agenda today. Can’t wait to see what treasures I uncover :)

... #zenkoan ... ?

Muddy Road

Tanzan and Ekido were once traveling together down a muddy road. A heavy rain was still falling.

Coming around a bend, they met a lovely girl in a silk kimono and sash, unable to cross the intersection. “Come on, girl,” said Tanzan at once. Lifting her in his arms, he carried her over the mud.

Ekido did not speak again until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he no longer could restrain himself. “We monks don’t go near females,” he told Tanzan, “especially not young and lovely ones. It is dangerous. Why did you do that?” “I left the girl there,” said Tanzan. “Are you still carrying her?”


Ummon said, “The world is vast and wide; why do you put on your seven-piece robe at the sound of the bell?”
(Gateless Gate Case 16)
This is such a beautiful Koan, for I feel it is pointing at a fundamental and beautiful point.
Why do we practice?
Just why is it that we sit?
Why do we face the wall?
What drives us?
What motivates us?
What brought us here in the first place?
What was the trigger?
Was there a trigger?
Does there need to be one?
Why do we vow to save all beings?
What does that actually mean?
Are we sincere when we vow this?
Or are we just flapping our lips?
Who are you?
Who am I?
Who sits?
Who breaths?
Who vows?
Who asks?
Who cares?
Is an answer necessary?
Is there one at all?
Just sitting.
Facing a wall. Just this. Cool breeze coming through the window. Sounds of sirens sneaking in. Dog barking.  Smell of incense. Just this. Just on a cushion. Facing a blank wall.  Questions and answers dissolve.  Whats left?  Sitting on a cushion.  Facing a blank wall.  Not just me sitting.  Life sitting.  Every being sitting.
Sitting with the horrors of the world, tears arises. Sitting with the beauty of the world, smile appears.  Sitting with you.  You sitting with me.  Me sitting with me.  You sitting with you.  All answers and all questions merge.
Bell sounds. Bows.  Rise. Each step.  Each breath.  Each action.  Complete and perfect.  Yet, within it, so much room for improvement.  Even more room for more sitting.  Never ending action.

Xiushan said, “What can you do about the world?”
Dizang said, “What do you call the world?”
— Book of Serenity
#zen #buddha #buddhism #mindfulness #meditation #zenkoan #sunset #bigsky #texas #orange #naturalbeauty #wisdom

“Before enlightenment, chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water.
Before learning, empty cup, wash cup.
After learning, empty cup, wash cup.
The trick is presence.
The secret is awareness.
The key is curiosity."
#LoveLifeALLways ☝🏼❤💛💚🙏🏼

Mokusen’s Hand

Mokusen Hiki was living in a temple in the province of Tamba. One of his adherents complained of the stinginess of his wife.

Mokusen visited the adherent’s wife and showed her his clenched fist before her face. “What do you mean by that?” asked the surprised woman. “Suppose my fist were always like that. What would you call it?” he asked. “Deformed,” replied the woman.

Then he opened his hand flat in her face and asked: “Suppose it were always like that. What then?” “Another kind of deformity,” said the wife. “If you understand that much,” finished Mokusen, “you are a good wife.” Then he left.

After his visit, this wife helped her husband to distribute as well as to save.


"Finding Happiness"

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