If you’ve
melted your desires in
the river of time, choose to be a
recluse, or choose a family,
the village job.
If you know
that pure Lord within
you, you’ll be That,
wherever.
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when you search into it
Whether you are going
or staying or sitting or lying down,
the whole world is your own self. You must find
out whether the mountains, rivers, grass,
and forests exist in your own mind
or exist outside it.
Analyze the ten thousand things,
dissect them minutely, and when you take this
to the limit you will come to the limitless, when you search
into it you come to the end of search, where thinking goes
no further and distinctions vanish. When you smash
the citadel of doubt, then the Buddha
is simply yourself.
letter to a wild monk
grass and trees have buddha nature
Other than the birds,
Who watches over you?
Lordly peaks, your neighbors.
White head held pillowed on a stone.
Grey robe ragged, but not soiled
Chestnuts pile up on your path.
Monkeys circle where you sit.
If you ever set up another zendo,
I swear I’ll be the one who
sweeps the floors.
let your heart open up to the world
In the springtime,
thousands of different kinds of flowers
bloom. Your heart can also bloom. You can let your
heart open up to the world. Love is possible — do not be afraid
of it. Love is indispensable to life, and if in the past you
have suffered because of love, you can
learn to love again.
nothing to be born, nothing to perish
All Buddhas preach emptiness.
Why? Because they wish to crush the concrete ideas
of the students. If a student even clings to an idea of emptiness,
he betrays all Buddhas. One clings to life although there is nothing to be
called life; another clings to death although there is nothing to be
called death. In reality there is nothing to be born,
consequently, there is nothing
to perish.