the words you hear me speak to you today it's to you i owe them borrowed as they are from the seabed of your deeper silence
at the still point where the dharma stirs you turns to return you
thus awakening calls out to you where all roads end the the path begins
to be on the nowhere path is to be pathless to be pathless is to be in this world but not of this world
ahes or decomposed into soil this journey whose journey what is it vision of a dew pearling on the glass of dawn
silence where you can hear words fall leaves fall on water water mirror of fading echoes
light is on our path when it darkens even when it darkens even light is your path
the night encloses brightness, and at dawn, no light shines. from hokkyo zan mai , ancient zen poem
ed è il pensiero della morte che, in fine, aiuta a vivere. in the end, it is the thought of death that helps us to live. umberto saba when our sense of impermanence deepens, we begin to appreciate the inseparability of life and death.
we do not know what else to offer this enduring thirst than a heart that in silence dwells
distances collapsing is homecoming the journey begins where the journey ends a homecoming
Through meditation we at times receive this formidable and unlike any other mind-blowing revelation: silence is the answer we have always been looking for!
sometimes we just need to open a door without asking what is behind it. opening a door much like stepping into the unknown. 9th house, ubud. sesshin, november 2017.
the cowl does not make the monk l'habit ne fait pas le moine
the wind of mujo, impermanence, always blows at our flame. time is precious. we have only now to awaken and only now to awaken to. or, what works to awaken us is now. for now is just our awakened moment. a temple in katmandu.
9th house, bentuyung, in the hilltops of ubdu, bali, surrounded by paddies, a nurturing place of retreat where over six years we sat through different retreats.
ss you sit in silence you may have a glimpse: as clouds do not hinder the sky, thoughts do not hinder the mind. open as the sky, the mind's vastness.
genuine practice is traceless
the three marks of existence theme of inquiry of our november 2017 sesshin, in ubud
all existences are subject to dukka, a deep sense of unsatisfactoriness.
annica nothing in this world can withstand change ' flowers fall even though we love them, weeds grow even though we dislike them.' master dogen
there is no abiding sense of self master dogen says: to study the way is to study the self. then he adds; to study the self is to forget the self. you begin to forget yourself to the extent that you realize that the way and the self are the same thing, that is the whole point of study
beginners sesshin, in the hills of ubud, bali, october 2012
only a buddha knows a buddha
karuna centre meditation hall, monchique, portugal
winter sesshin, melbourne, 2016