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  • Jun
    Member
    • Jun 2007
    • 236

    #46
    All phenomena are impermanent
    our emotions bring pain
    there is no inherent existence of things
    there can be nothing to gain

    Buddhism is beyond culture
    but practised by many human beings
    their traditions are the cup
    that holds the true teachings

    Look beyond the words
    look beyond the robes
    look beyond the rituals
    Dharma is also a verb
    Gassho
    Jun
    The life and teachings of Suzuki Shõsan Rõshi - http://kongoshin.blogspot.com/

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    • Jun
      Member
      • Jun 2007
      • 236

      #47
      The mind is the Buddha,
      the Buddha is the mind,
      Beyond the mind there's no Buddha,
      beyond the Buddha there's no mind.

      From the Bloodstream sermon attributed to Bodaidaruma

      Will could probably make a rather fly house-mix out of that! Hey Will?
      Gassho
      Jun
      The life and teachings of Suzuki Shõsan Rõshi - http://kongoshin.blogspot.com/

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      • will
        Member
        • Jun 2007
        • 2331

        #48
        Thanks for the idea. 8)

        Is Bodaidaruma: Bohdidharma in Japanese?

        Gassho will
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        To save all sentient beings, though beings are numberless.
        To penetrate reality, though reality is boundless.
        To transform all delusion, though delusions are immeasurable.
        To attain the enlightened way, a way non-attainable.
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        • Jun
          Member
          • Jun 2007
          • 236

          #49
          Originally posted by will
          Thanks for the idea. 8)

          Is Bodaidaruma: Bohdidharma in Japanese?

          Gassho will
          Yep!

          When you understand,
          reality depends on you.
          When you don't understand,
          you depend on reality.
          When reality depends on you,
          that which isn't real becomes real.
          When you depend on reality,
          that which is real becomes false.
          When reality depends on you,
          everything is true.

          From the wake-up sermon attributed to Bodaidaruma.
          Gassho
          Jun
          The life and teachings of Suzuki Shõsan Rõshi - http://kongoshin.blogspot.com/

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          • Jarkko
            Member
            • Oct 2007
            • 58

            #50
            In love, nothing exists between heart and heart.
            Speech is born out of longing,
            True description from the real taste.
            The one who tastes, knows;
            the one who explains, lies.
            How can you describe the true form of Something
            In whose presence you are blotted out?
            And in whose being you still exist?
            And who lives as a sign for your journey?

            -Rabia al Basri-

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            • Jarkko
              Member
              • Oct 2007
              • 58

              #51
              Few more..


              The most important thing is to find out
              what is the most important thing.
              -Shunryu Suzuki-

              Though I think not
              To think about it,
              I do think about it
              And shed tears
              Thinking about it.
              -Ryokan-

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              • will
                Member
                • Jun 2007
                • 2331

                #52
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                To save all sentient beings, though beings are numberless.
                To penetrate reality, though reality is boundless.
                To transform all delusion, though delusions are immeasurable.
                To attain the enlightened way, a way non-attainable.
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                • Janice
                  Member
                  • Jan 2008
                  • 93

                  #53
                  The Buddha's Last Instruction

                  “Make of yourself a light,”
                  said the Buddha,
                  before he died.
                  I think of this every morning
                  as the east begins
                  to tear off its many clouds
                  of darkness, to send up the first
                  signal – a white fan
                  streaked with pink and violet,
                  even green.
                  An old man, he lay down
                  between two sala trees,
                  and he might have said anything,
                  knowing it was his final hour.
                  The light burns upward,
                  it thickens and settles over the fields.
                  Around him, the villagers gathered
                  and stretched forward to listen.
                  Even before the sun itself
                  hangs, disattached, in the blue air,
                  I am touched everywhere
                  by its ocean of yellow waves.
                  No doubt he thought of everything
                  that had happened in his difficult life.
                  And then I feel the sun itself
                  as it blazes over the hills,
                  like a million flowers on fire –
                  clearly I’m not needed,
                  yet I feel myself turning
                  into something of inexplicable value.
                  Slowly, beneath the branches,
                  he raised his head.
                  He looked into the faces of that frightened crowd.

                  ~ Mary Oliver ~

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                  • will
                    Member
                    • Jun 2007
                    • 2331

                    #54
                    Just reading some of the poetry. Thanks again.

                    Gassho Will
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                    To save all sentient beings, though beings are numberless.
                    To penetrate reality, though reality is boundless.
                    To transform all delusion, though delusions are immeasurable.
                    To attain the enlightened way, a way non-attainable.
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                    • will
                      Member
                      • Jun 2007
                      • 2331

                      #55
                      re-edited:

                      Dogen,
                      If we grasp it, it's gone.
                      Bodhidharma,
                      The universe is my name.
                      Brothers and sisters - trees,
                      Mother- the sound of hammer on nail.
                      Say trees, hammers and nails,
                      With eyes, ear, and nose.
                      With fingers, knees, hair, and toes.
                      And without, sap, bark and leaves-

                      Even this speaks in the breeze.

                      Gassho Will
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                      To save all sentient beings, though beings are numberless.
                      To penetrate reality, though reality is boundless.
                      To transform all delusion, though delusions are immeasurable.
                      To attain the enlightened way, a way non-attainable.
                      [/size:z6oilzbt]

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                      • will
                        Member
                        • Jun 2007
                        • 2331

                        #56
                        What are you cursing?
                        What are you hitting?
                        What are you loving?
                        Who is competing?
                        Where is this one?
                        Can you find them in the colors?
                        Why get angry at the Sun?
                        The moon doesn't care if your big or small,
                        So who is short and what is tall?

                        Gassho
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                        To save all sentient beings, though beings are numberless.
                        To penetrate reality, though reality is boundless.
                        To transform all delusion, though delusions are immeasurable.
                        To attain the enlightened way, a way non-attainable.
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                        • Jenny
                          Member
                          • Jan 2008
                          • 62

                          #57
                          Poetry Corner

                          In the stillness by the empty window,
                          I sit in formal zazen.
                          Navel and nose in alignment
                          Ears parallel with shoulders.
                          Moonlight floods the room.
                          The rain stops, and the eaves drip.
                          Perfect the moment.
                          In the vast emptiness
                          my understanding deepens.

                          Ryokan

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                          • Janice
                            Member
                            • Jan 2008
                            • 93

                            #58
                            If there are mountains, I look at the mountains;
                            On rainy days I listen to the rain.
                            Spring, summer, autumn, winter.
                            Tomorrow too will be good.
                            Tonight too is good.

                            ~ Taneda Santôka

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                            • will
                              Member
                              • Jun 2007
                              • 2331

                              #59
                              Re: Poetry Corner

                              And this little bird I take under my wing,
                              To teach, to laugh, to be, and to sing,
                              As I Lift it's chin up, he flies on her own,
                              To teach, to live, to laugh, and disown.

                              W
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                              To save all sentient beings, though beings are numberless.
                              To penetrate reality, though reality is boundless.
                              To transform all delusion, though delusions are immeasurable.
                              To attain the enlightened way, a way non-attainable.
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                              • Eika
                                Member
                                • Sep 2007
                                • 806

                                #60
                                Re: Poetry Corner

                                Nice, Will.

                                Thanks,
                                Bill
                                [size=150:m8cet5u6]??[/size:m8cet5u6] We are involved in a life that passes understanding and our highest business is our daily life---John Cage

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