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I don't really know what is underneath all the chatter. Thus far, I have uncovered the fear of death as the big motivator of who I am. I have a facility with academic acquisition of knowledge, but have a tougher time putting what I learn into action (learn to unlearn?).
I appreciate your thoughts.
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disastermouse
Chet,
I don't really know what is underneath all the chatter. Thus far, I have uncovered the fear of death as the big motivator of who I am. I have a facility with academic acquisition of knowledge, but have a tougher time putting what I learn into action (learn to unlearn?).
I appreciate your thoughts.
JC
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disastermouse
Forget that you know anything. Is it unknowable or merely inexpressible? Who is this? Aren't you curious? Throw it all out and start right here in this moment. As Lin Chi said, "What at this moment is (read: could be) missing?"
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When I sit most silently (not an experience that happens often, not an experience I chase), right before that - the mind babbles even more nonsense than usual - and I let it. I am not it. And the rushing river sometimes quiets. It doesn't quiet by trying to shut it up, that just pulls me into the game and a mistaken 'I' is born in that moment. That's the wheel of Samsara - chasing yourself through memory and worry and various set-pieces of dream theater. Pushing this way and that, I am lost in a constructed self and have forgotten to just look at what this is.
Realizing that I've been hooked, I smile inwardly and release the hook. Over and over. Perfect zazen practice.
Perfect life practice. (When I'm forgetful, my sangha helps wake me up).
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One comes to that Point of one's Practice where one hears, smells, tastes and fully embodies Silence (Big S) that is/as/shines through-and-through total silence (small s) or the loudest noise, words, gestures or being still. Sometimes we must be very quiet to perceive such, so quiet-still sitting is emphasized. But eventually, such Silence rings through all of life.
So, one need not have one's mouth shut to be Silent, and the quietest quiet can be noise to a confused mind.
There is a time for talking, time for blah blah, times for silence and leaving words aside. .. and Silence (Big S) speaks all.
Gassho, Jundo
PS - Once Silence is found, it will change much of what and how you choose to say some things or not, and all one's way of living and experiencing the events of life.Last edited by Jundo; 10-31-2012, 10:20 AM.ALL OF LIFE IS OUR TEMPLEComment
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I think it's important to sometimes allow silence.
can be very rewarding
I don't think you mean we should expect a reward for shutting up, but I know from personal experience how sneaky these little end-gaining ideas can be.
To see just how much junk
wants to spew out of our mouth
when left on its own can be alarming
when we take notice of it....
Just thinking out loud,
It may be complete junk.
Gassho
PontusLast edited by Omoi Otoshi; 10-31-2012, 09:38 AM.In a spring outside time, flowers bloom on a withered tree;
you ride a jade elephant backwards, chasing the winged dragon-deer;
now as you hide far beyond innumerable peaks--
the white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate dayComment
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In a spring outside time, flowers bloom on a withered tree;
you ride a jade elephant backwards, chasing the winged dragon-deer;
now as you hide far beyond innumerable peaks--
the white moon, a cool breeze, the dawn of a fortunate dayComment
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Silence is always there, we are just so go at avoiding at, at running away from it.
The word rewarding always makes me itch a little!
I don't think you mean we should expect a reward for shutting up, but I know from personal experience how sneaky these little end-gaining ideas can be.
For me, many many junk floats around my mind....but whats junk for me, is priceless gold for someone else...Humbly,
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disastermouse
Silence is always there, we are just so go at avoiding at, at running away from it.
Why does the word make you itch? Avoiding end-gaining ideas can sneaky-ly become just another reward we are seeking for ourselves...
For me, many many junk floats around my mind....but whats junk for me, is priceless gold for someone else...
The rewarding itch is only itchy if you can't see through it. There is no exact language for Zen, and yet Zen activity can be VERY exact. It's strange, no? Keep on your practice and these quibbles will either disappear or become amazing teachers.
IMHO.
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