He asked: “Will all my earthly desires disappear if I practiced here?” Master answered: “No way! Your earthly desires will never perish. But they will start shining” A phrase from a dialogue between Fujita Issho, Zen practitioner, and Hoshina Machiko, … Continue reading
Japanese poet has a specific gift that detects something great in small things… This is the East. Zen way takes life as it is lived instead of chopping it to pieces and trying to restore its life by intellection. (DT … Continue reading
The head is conscious while the abdomen is unconscious. When the master tells his disciples to “think” with the lower part of the body, he means that the koan is to be taken down to the unconscious… The koan is … Continue reading
“In Zen Buddhism, mind exists before the matter?” Professor Lichtenberg asks…
O-BON It is the week our deceased family members will return home to see us. I never really thought deep about it. But I wish I could be home, where my parents are, to welcome the souls of my Grand-dads … Continue reading
The TEA DRINKING that is known as cha-no-yu in Japan is not just drinking tea, but involves all activities leading to it, all the utensils used in it, the entire atmosphere surrounding the procedure, and last of all, what is … Continue reading
The doors have always been open. There is no point in knocking on an open door, and if you can knock that means you are knocking on some wall. The door is open. Existence knows nothing of time. It is always … Continue reading
To put it simply, “sabi” is based on nothing-ness, whereas “wabi” is a contrastive idea. It is “small” against “vast”; “subdued” against “colourful”; “deficient” against “abundant”; “modest” against “luxurious”. Yet, somewhat feeling self-superiority. (“Sen-no-Rikyu” written by Junzo KARAKI , writer … Continue reading
The Zen insights go far deeper into the source of life, where Zen is truly religious. By this I mean Zen is in close touch with Reality; indeed, Zen takes hold of it and lives it, and this is where … Continue reading
Beauty is ever alive, because for it there is no past, no future, but the present. You hesitate, turn your head, and it is no more.
Crossing Point 