the way is without words

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In its essence,

the Way is without words.

All this talking and pointing

and carrying on, only signposts.

Gather too many of them

and they’ll weigh you

down. Just be

silent.

 

Wei wu Wei Ching, Chapter 58

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freedom and quietude

just be still

 

The fun of roaming free

is endless, hard to exhaust. When tired

I sit on a mossy bank, unaware of the cold sun falling

in my love for the cool of the breeze in the pines. Deer descend

to drink of the valley streams; monkeys arrive to pick of

the mountain fruits. What I originally valued were

freedom and quietude; why should

I require that people

know of me?

 

Wen-siang

 

buddha nature is your own nature


 

A deep

and sophisticated

understanding of Buddhism,

Taoism, Zen, Ch’an, philosophy,

meditation technique — none of these

is necessary to attain realization.

They are just as likely to

ensnare you in towers

of complicated

thought.

 

Abide

in the simple

understanding that

buddha nature is always,

has always been, will always be,

your own nature. Breathe into

that. Breathe out from it.

That is all.

 

Wei wu Wei Ching, Chapter 25

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escape into a boiling cauldron


 

In times past

there was a monk who asked

an old adept, “The world is so hot, I don’t know

where to escape.” The old adept said, “Escape into a

boiling cauldron, into the coals of a furnace.

The multitude of sufferings cannot

reach there.” 

 

This is my

own prescription for

getting results.

 

Dahui

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