Tag Archive 'Eihei Dogen'

Peaceful Abiding In The Dream

After years of practice something finally gave way. A shift occured that seemed impossible before, and in fact, extremely simple. It was as if a switch had been found, and yet had been there all along. Just waiting to be noticed by itself. Thinking dissolves instantly, and just this abides.
In the past couple of months [...]

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Space or Not

It seems that the very attempt to integrate or understand my experience of Spaciousness is resistance to allowing the space to be.
Non-gaining can not accommodate integration.
Gain is loss. Loss is “Loss”. Loss is the Way.
I am Not.
Not. Not. Not.

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Investigating Mind, Playing With Mind

Something is happening here. It feels as if a new opening is taking over my life. I cannot see the future and the past isn’t important. The process of moment to moment exploration of this life as it manifests as a singular field of action is creating some kind of change I cannot put into [...]

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Who Am I?

The only question that has ever mattered to me is - “Who am I?” This one question has always seemed to be the main knowledge, the ultimate knowledge, the one answer that resolves all other questions about meaning, purpose, relationship to myself and others.
So what have I discovered through this questioning? More than anything, I [...]

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Just A Nice Idea

That is how I describe it today, the way I wanted, wished, and hoped I would be viewed by others, and by my self, eventually. I always wanted, strived really, to be this really sane, aware, and deeply realized guy who never hurt anybody, most especially, again, my self. The reality was I had this [...]

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One Point, One Root

Truly there is one root to pivot from, here and now. It is not found in yesterday or tomorrow, it is never coming to be,  it is never leaving a trace behind; turn back and face yourself, immediately.
Thinking of the source, it is missed and yet it is the source itself, manifested momentarily. Sequentialality is [...]

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Space

this space
momentarily manifesting
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Autumn Night

the cicadas song
disappeared
only the soft whisper
of falling leaves
brush my tent

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