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  • Jundo
    Treeleaf Founder and Priest
    • Apr 2006
    • 40679

    #16
    Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

    Originally posted by Stephanie
    This is where I get, and stay, stuck--looking for something. It's an addiction! I don't know how to stop! I think I've stopped looking for something, think I'm just sitting with what's right here, but then I find that on some subtle level I'm still looking, still waiting... don't even know what I'm waiting for... waiting for Godot... ops:
    Yes, it is an addiction and people do not know how to stop. Truly STOP. They have no clue that "true stopping, true stillness" is vibrant moving and ever arriving.

    However, our Shikantaza way of stopping is -not- to give up in resignation, shrug our shoulders in frustration, conclude that practice is pointless and so we might as well surrender to ignorance, or reach for whatever religion seems to promise some "answer".

    Rather, our way is truly stopping because there was never need to go anywhere. (Please see my description of Shikantaza below ... the kind of description by me that old timers around here have heard before, but which apparently is hard to get into our thick skulls).

    Many do not realize that truly yielding, allowing, being at one with and "not knowing" (because there is nothing in need of knowing) give rise to the most profound knowledge.

    Many an old Zen Koan arises from the phrase "Not Knowing" ... which also seems the antithesis to what our Zen Practice is all about. They do not know that true "Not Knowing" is the doorway to "Knowing".

    Simple example (true story): In my youth, I once stood on a mountain and tried to "know" the mountain I was standing on, to really "get into" my hike, to "be one with the moment", to find the "reasons" for my being there, and "the source" of my being alive and the wind against my cheek. The more I searched and searched, and thought and thought, the more distant the mountain, wind and life became from me. As I dropped all that ... suddenly all was clear in surprising (yet obvious all along) ways. Mountain, walking, moment, each weed and blade of grass, wind, life and me one beyond one all along ... just the mountain walking. Practice is enlightenment itself, the mountains walking you and me through the mountains is life. From the Sansuikyo ...

    Priest Daokai of Mt. Furong said to the assembly, "The green mountains are always walking ... " Mountains do not lack the qualities of mountains. Therefore they always abide in ease and always walk. You should examine in detail this quality of the mountains walking. Mountains' walking is just like human walking.


    Something like that.

    Gassho, J


    Let me riff for a second ...

    Strange as it sounds, Shikantaza is not a matter of trying to do something nor of trying not to do something, nor is it a matter really of not trying either of those (although the latter is closer to the mark). It is not a matter of mindfulness, good concentration or some deep Samadhi or Jyana state attained during Zazen, nor is it a matter of the absense of any of those. It is not about attaining Kensho, seeking to attain Kensho, not attaining Kensho or not seeking to attain Kensho. It is just-what-is, and just-what-comes.

    On the other hand, it is not a matter of sitting doing nothing., idly letting anything that happens happen.

    Instead, it might be termed sitting energetically, sincerely, fully dropping all of that ... beyond trying and beyond not trying. It is dedicatedly seeking nothing to seek. Pursuing the goalless goal, shooting the arrow wherein the target was already hit before the arrow was first pulled from the quiver (and at every moment after too, through stringing, release and flying). It is just-what-is, and just-what-comes. It swallows whole subject and object. It is subject and object separately and fully united (beyond even such words as "subject" and "object"). That is why I often compare Zazen to a hike or race up and down a mountain in which the mountain is everything (in fact, it is only the mountain itself which is doing the racing and hiking up the mountain), in which all of the mountain itself -is- the destination, there is no distant "finish line" to "get to", and thus each step is instantaneously a perfect arriving at the winner's tape. Despite that, we do not give up, do not sit down at the starting line, do not jump out of the race (our life) early, do not turn back or waste time.

    It is just the dharma gate of great ease and joy. It is undefiled practice-realization. We simply entrust everything to Zazen (be it to the posture, the breath or to the action itself), as a perfect act ... all that needs to be done in that place and time, the only place to be in that time. We consider simple sitting as no more or less than all the Buddhas and Ancestors, and as all the rest of Reality too, sitting in that moment in/through/perfectly as our sitting. There is not one thing to add to a moment of Zazen, not one thing that needs to or can be taken away.

    And when Zazen is known in this way, the description is true! ... much as seeing the "Venus de Milo" as complete and perfect in her beauty makes it so by the seer's eyes despite (and perhaps because of) her missing limbs and imperfection. On the other hand, the unrealized or unawakened eye, seeing her as merely incomplete and broken makes it so too. Eye of the beholder (an eye that before awakening seems to be just subject, yet is always subject, object, and swallows subject and object too).

    And when all of life is known in this way (for all of life is "Zazen" in its wider sense), then each second of life is a perfect arriving, there is no place to go or to which we need go. Yet, despite having ever and always arrived, we keep living nonetheless, moving forward diligently ... energetically, sincerely, with great dedication and meaning . We are not complacent, self-satisfied, do not think we are wandering in meaningless circles, spinning our wheels. More than "frustrated or numb, with no place to go to", it is better to say, "always right at home" (even when a bit frustrated with life and wandering in its circles, happy or sad).

    Just as life holds everything in it, the sea holds everything in it, the universe holds everything in it, time holds everything that happens in it ... the good the bad, the beautiful the ugly ... Zazen holds all, because a moment of Zazen is this very life, ocean, world, time, God (should we use that name) too ... when truly seen as such.

    Now, if someone were to think I am saying, "All you need to do in Zazen is sit down on one's hindquarters, and that's enough ... just twiddle your thumbs in the 'Cosmic Mudra' and you are Buddha" then, respectfully, I believe they do not get my point. But if they understand, "There is absolutely no place to be, where one needs to be or elsewhere where one can be, than on that Zafu in that moment, and that moment itself is all complete, all-encompassing, always at home, the total doing of All Life, Time and Space fully realized" ... they are closer to the flavor.

    Zazen seeks no change, needs no change, is complete and whole ... and that realization works a revolutionary change.

    Sorry (not really) to keep emphasizing the same things ... but "getting non-getting" is so hard to get. The vitally important purpose of Zazen is that Zazen needs none, for it functions for all purposes.

    Gassho, J
    ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLE

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    • disastermouse

      #17
      Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

      Originally posted by Jundo
      Originally posted by Stephanie
      This is where I get, and stay, stuck--looking for something. It's an addiction! I don't know how to stop! I think I've stopped looking for something, think I'm just sitting with what's right here, but then I find that on some subtle level I'm still looking, still waiting... don't even know what I'm waiting for... waiting for Godot... ops:
      Yes, it is an addiction and people do not know how to stop. Truly STOP. They have no clue that "true stopping, true stillness" is vibrant moving and ever arriving.

      However, our Shikantaza way of stopping is -not- to give up in resignation, shrug our shoulders in frustration, conclude that practice is pointless and so we might as well surrender to ignorance, or reach for whatever religion seems to promise some "answer". .

      Rather, our way is truly stopping because there was never need to go anywhere. (Please see my description of Shikantaza below ... the kind of things that old times around here have heard before, but which apparently is hard to get into our thick skulls).

      Many do not realize that truly yielding, allowing, being at one with and "not knowing" (because there is nothing in need of knowing) give rise to the most profound knowledge.
      Beautiful explanation, IMHO.

      Many an old Zen Koan arises from the phrase "Not Knowing" ... which also seems the antithesis to what our Zen Practice is all about. They do not know that true "Not Knowing" is the doorway to "Knowing".
      Or being, but yeah...

      Chet

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      • Jundo
        Treeleaf Founder and Priest
        • Apr 2006
        • 40679

        #18
        Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

        Originally posted by Jundo
        Many do not realize that truly yielding, allowing, being at one with and "not knowing" (because there is nothing in need of knowing) give rise to the most profound knowledge.

        Many an old Zen Koan arises from the phrase "Not Knowing" ... which also seems the antithesis to what our Zen Practice is all about. They do not know that true "Not Knowing" is the doorway to "Knowing".
        But it is a strange kind of "Knowing" and "Being One With" that our Zen Practice allows, one I described last year in this "ice cream" post in our Beginners" Series (and am planning to reprise for the new series in the coming days). Please take a look ...

        http://blog.beliefnet.com/treeleafzen/2 ... -fo-3.html

        Being born alive, as a sentient being, is a bit like suddenly finding a lucious ice cream cone in one's hand. Our practice may not tell us much about the name of the president of the "universal" ice cream company that made it, his wife's favorite color, the make and license number of the truck that brought it, the road by which it came, or the chemical composition of its ingredients, or even why it is in our hand (in other words, many of the facts about the universe that science and thinkers are searching for, and about which various religions and philosophies offer their creative explanations ... some perhaps right, most probably not or incomplete, as the mystery continues).

        (the Buddha usually avoided speculation on such "Big Questions" of the universe and, while I like to speculate in my armchair as much as the next fellow ... these speculations are not central to Zen Practice)

        Instead, our Zen Practice will allow us to thoroughly "Know" and be completely "At One" with the cool sweetness of life's taste on our tongue. AHHHH! Delicious!! (even if it gives us an 'ice cream headache' sometimes). The reason and proof of the ice cream is in the very tasting and eating, and so it is for our tasting and living of all of life. That is the best way to truly 'Know' the ice cream through and through ... by the instant taste on one's own tongue.

        What more do you truly need to know and experience in enjoying ice cream than the sweetness and flavor that is the ice cream itself????

        Something like that.

        Gassho, Jundo
        ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLE

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        • disastermouse

          #19
          Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

          Originally posted by Jundo
          Originally posted by Jundo
          Many do not realize that truly yielding, allowing, being at one with and "not knowing" (because there is nothing in need of knowing) give rise to the most profound knowledge.

          Many an old Zen Koan arises from the phrase "Not Knowing" ... which also seems the antithesis to what our Zen Practice is all about. They do not know that true "Not Knowing" is the doorway to "Knowing".
          But it is a strange kind of "Knowing" and "Being One With" that our Zen Practice allows, one I described last year in this "ice cream" post in our Beginners" Series (and am planning to reprise for the new series in the coming days). Please take a look ...

          http://blog.beliefnet.com/treeleafzen/2 ... -fo-3.html

          Being born alive, as a sentient being, is a bit like suddenly finding a lucious ice cream cone in one's hand. Our practice may not tell us much about the name of the president of the "universal" ice cream company that made it, his wife's favorite color, the make and license number of the truck that brought it, the road by which it came, or the chemical composition of its ingredients, or even why it is in our hand (in other words, many of the facts about the universe that science and thinkers are searching for, and about which various religions and philosophies offer their creative explanations ... some perhaps right, most probably not or incomplete, as the mystery continues).

          (the Buddha usually avoided speculation on such "Big Questions" of the universe and, while I like to speculate in my armchair as much as the next fellow ... these speculations are not central to Zen Practice)

          Instead, our Zen Practice will allow us to thoroughly "Know" and be completely "At One" with the cool sweetness of life's taste on our tongue. AHHHH! Delicious!! (even if it gives us an 'ice cream headache' sometimes). The reason and proof of the ice cream is in the very tasting and eating, and so it is for our tasting and living of all of life. That is the best way to truly 'Know' the ice cream through and through ... by the instant taste on one's own tongue. What more do you truly need to know and experience in enjoying ice cream than the sweetness and flavor that is the ice cream itself????

          Something like that.

          Gassho, Jundo
          I'm with ya, really.

          Sometimes I just wish people would trust the practice. Reality is a floor so wide, you can't fall off.

          Chet

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          • Stephanie

            #20
            Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

            I feel like on some level I've realized that it's not to be found elsewhere, that whatever I have been looking for has always been right here. That it is not to be found in the perfect teacher, the perfect situation, the perfect temple on the most perfect mountain, the most perfect state of mind... it never goes anywhere... and yet I can't see it. I know it is right there, in front of me, around me, in me, with me, but I still can't see it or feel it. So the strange situation is that even though I know there is nowhere to find it, because I cannot see it, I keep looking for it. Is it here yet? What about now? Maybe if I can calm my mind, maybe if I can let go completely, stop striving, just sit... but of course, I cannot "just sit" as long as I am "just sitting" in an effort to find something, see something, make something happen. I see this, I understand it, but it is not enough to break the compulsion. Because I cannot see it, I keep looking for it. I want to see it. Maybe I could let go if I did not want to see it? But I cannot play a game with myself where I pretend I do not want something I want. So here I am stuck with my tail in my mouth, going around and around in a circle, like an ourobouros or this ridiculous dog: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-r4OGt9bms[/video]]

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            • Jundo
              Treeleaf Founder and Priest
              • Apr 2006
              • 40679

              #21
              Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

              Originally posted by Stephanie
              I feel like on some level I've realized that it's not to be found elsewhere, that whatever I have been looking for has always been right here. That it is not to be found in the perfect teacher, the perfect situation, the perfect temple on the most perfect mountain, the most perfect state of mind... it never goes anywhere... and yet I can't see it. I know it is right there, in front of me, around me, in me, with me, but I still can't see it or feel it. So the strange situation is that even though I know there is nowhere to find it, because I cannot see it, I keep looking for it. Is it here yet? What about now? Maybe if I can calm my mind, maybe if I can let go completely, stop striving, just sit... but of course, I cannot "just sit" as long as I am "just sitting" in an effort to find something, see something, make something happen. I see this, I understand it, but it is not enough to break the compulsion. Because I cannot see it, I keep looking for it. I want to see it. Maybe I could let go if I did not want to see it? But I cannot play a game with myself where I pretend I do not want something I want. So here I am stuck with my tail in my mouth, going around and around in a circle, like an ourobouros or this ridiculous dog: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=e-r4OGt9bms[/video]]

              Yes, you are a dog chasing its tail. Just stop, truly come to a rest, and the tail will be caught.
              ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLE

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              • Stephanie

                #22
                Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                What about this obsession that there is something to see, that I am not seeing? How do I drop it? I try, but "trying" seems worse than useless. I do not know how to let go other than to try to let go, which isn't working very well

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                • Jundo
                  Treeleaf Founder and Priest
                  • Apr 2006
                  • 40679

                  #23
                  Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                  Originally posted by Stephanie
                  What about this obsession that there is something to see, that I am not seeing? How do I drop it? I try, but "trying" seems worse than useless. I do not know how to let go other than to try to let go, which isn't working very well
                  First, there --is-- something most special to "see" ... although "see" is not quite the right word for it, because it implies that there is a "something" apart from "you" to see. What I describe is so "whole", that it is not "you" tasting the "ice cream" ... but just "icecreaming" (something like that). A perfect lick licking lick.

                  Second, the way is just to change your perspective on how this game is played, how the race is run (and where the finish line truly is). See if this description helps (I will also reprise it during our Beginners talks in the coming days) ...

                  http://blog.beliefnet.com/treeleafzen/2 ... fo-24.html

                  There is just running a race with no finish line to cross and no place to get to or, said a better way, the finish line fully crossed again and again with each step by step. We do not sit still, do not quit living and moving forward ... yet now with a sense that each step is a total arriving.

                  Develop such an attitude, and one is already ever home even while still creeping along the rocky road back to your house. Savor such a perspective, and this imperfect trip is ever perfectly what it is.

                  Does that make sense (in a Zenny way)?
                  ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLE

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                  • disastermouse

                    #24
                    Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                    The longer I'm here, the more I feel I'm in the right place.

                    Chet

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                    • Martin
                      Member
                      • Jun 2007
                      • 216

                      #25
                      Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                      As Stephanie said, we can't help looking for and chasing something. Or, at any rate, I can't, and I guess the same may be true for others. Something "beyond", some "meaning". That urge, I suspect, is part of who we are. The human animal evolved that way, and the urge to survive and improve one's position was / is presumably useful in the evolutionary struggle for survival, driving us ever on to secure a better food supply, a safer place to sleep, a better mate, a bigger car with shinier bits on, and so on. And, faced with what we perceive as our own impending extinction, that urge doesn't just give up, but carries on looking for a way out, a form of survival, a surer place in heaven, a better awakening (also with shinier bits on) and so on.

                      I'm not sure that this urge will ever "go" somewhere, though as I get older and more tired it maybe gets a bit less urgent (leading to the temptation to mistake tiredness for wisdom!). Any more than the urge to eat when I need food will go away; again, we evolved that way. Or at least I did, especially when faced with chocolate. Sometimes I think that the urge to find "meaning" or "awakening" is just that, an urge to find meaning. It's not "right" or "wrong". It's no more to be "let go" of or fought against than the urge to eat when hungry. It's just part of the landscape, of what "I" call "me". Perhaps the thing is not to mistake that urge for anything real, or to make the mistake of thinking that because we have evolved with that urge this somehow tells us anything about whether there is or is not a "meaning", or that it could either lead us to or stop us awakening. The urge is there, so one accepts it and enjoys the ride, but one doesn't therefore fall into the trap of thinking that there's a destination to be reached at the end of the ride, because in fact the whole of the ride is the destination, starting right here, starting with that urge even.

                      Gassho

                      Martin

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                      • Rich
                        Member
                        • Apr 2009
                        • 2614

                        #26
                        Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                        This urge is the universe itself as manifested thru your view of life and death. Even this has to be dropped. But I don't know, I just try to keep a just sitting mind all the time. Everything else seems to be speculation.
                        /Rich
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                        Rich
                        MUHYO
                        無 (MU, Emptiness) and 氷 (HYO, Ice) ... Emptiness Ice ...

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                        • Jundo
                          Treeleaf Founder and Priest
                          • Apr 2006
                          • 40679

                          #27
                          Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                          Originally posted by Martin
                          The urge is there, so one accepts it and enjoys the ride, but one doesn't therefore fall into the trap of thinking that there's a destination to be reached at the end of the ride, because in fact the whole of the ride is the destination, starting right here, starting with that urge even.
                          Thank you for joining us on the ride, Martin.
                          ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLE

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                          • disastermouse

                            #28
                            Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                            Originally posted by Martin
                            As Stephanie said, we can't help looking for and chasing something. Or, at any rate, I can't, and I guess the same may be true for others. Something "beyond", some "meaning". That urge, I suspect, is part of who we are. The human animal evolved that way, and the urge to survive and improve one's position was / is presumably useful in the evolutionary struggle for survival, driving us ever on to secure a better food supply, a safer place to sleep, a better mate, a bigger car with shinier bits on, and so on. And, faced with what we perceive as our own impending extinction, that urge doesn't just give up, but carries on looking for a way out, a form of survival, a surer place in heaven, a better awakening (also with shinier bits on) and so on.
                            Reducing it to biology or evolution does not eliminate it as being at the core of our fundamental misunderstanding of reality. Natural /= 'correct'.

                            I'm not sure that this urge will ever "go" somewhere, though as I get older and more tired it maybe gets a bit less urgent (leading to the temptation to mistake tiredness for wisdom!). Any more than the urge to eat when I need food will go away; again, we evolved that way. Or at least I did, especially when faced with chocolate. Sometimes I think that the urge to find "meaning" or "awakening" is just that, an urge to find meaning. It's not "right" or "wrong". It's no more to be "let go" of or fought against than the urge to eat when hungry.
                            It will be there whether you drop it or not - the question is, are you investing your identity in it? And is it an accurate perception of what you actually experience?


                            It's just part of the landscape, of what "I" call "me". Perhaps the thing is not to mistake that urge for anything real, or to make the mistake of thinking that because we have evolved with that urge this somehow tells us anything about whether there is or is not a "meaning", or that it could either lead us to or stop us awakening. The urge is there, so one accepts it and enjoys the ride, but one doesn't therefore fall into the trap of thinking that there's a destination to be reached at the end of the ride, because in fact the whole of the ride is the destination, starting right here, starting with that urge even.

                            Gassho

                            Martin
                            And here's where you redeem yourself, IMHO!

                            Gassho.

                            Chet

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                            • Manatee
                              Member
                              • Nov 2009
                              • 145

                              #29
                              Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                              Thanks for this, guys.

                              Don't have anything mindblowing to say, just thanks.

                              Mandy

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                              • disastermouse

                                #30
                                Re: Sympathy for the awakened...

                                Originally posted by Manatee
                                Thanks for this, guys.

                                Don't have anything mindblowing to say, just thanks.

                                Mandy
                                Holy shit, Mandy - you're alive.

                                Wondered what happened to you.

                                Chet

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