After you have practiced for a while, you will realize that
it is not possible to make rapid, extraordinary progress. Even
though you try very hard, the progress you make is always
little by little. It is not like going out in a shower in which you
know when you get wet. In a fog, you do not know you are
getting wet, but as you keep walking you get wet little by
little. If your mind has ideas of progress, you may say, "Oh,
this pace is terrible!" But actually it is not. When you get
wet in a fog it is very difficult to dry yourself. So there is no
need to worry about progress. It is like studying a foreign
language; you cannot do it all of a sudden, but by repeating
it over and over you will master it. This is the Soto way of
practice. We can say either that we make progress little by
little, or that we do not even expect to make progress. Just
to be sincere and make our full effort in each moment is
enough. There is no Nirvana outside our practice.
If you say, "I breathe.", the "I" is extra.
Sleeping is the best meditation.
Sitting and Standing
If you cannot be satisfied with
the state of mind you have in zazen,
it means your mind is still wandering about
Alignment and Articulation
No bogus hocus pocus, I bring back to focus
Skills if you notice my position is lotus
Trekking and Sport
I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately,
to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could
not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die,
discover that I had not lived. I did not wish to live what was
not life, living is so dear; nor did I wish to practise resignation,
unless it was quite necessary. I wanted to live deep and suck out
all the marrow of life, to live so sturdily and Spartan-like as to
put to rout all that was not life, to cut a broad swath and shave
close, to drive life into a corner, and reduce it to its lowest terms...
Collection / Cultivation / Absorbtion
There comes a redeemer
and he slowly too fades away
There follows a wagon behind him
that's loaded with clay
and the seeds that were silent
all burst into bloom and decay
The night comes so quiet
and it's close on the heels of the day
When I was just a little young boy,
Papa said "Son, you'll never get far,
I'll tell you the reason if you want to know,
'cause child of mine, there isn't really very far to go"
All politics are local.