As I was reading, I found this excerpt from Zen ni kike of Kodo Sawaki. I could not resist putting it on this blog. To my foolish ears, it sounds that what Kodo is talking about is the formless field of happiness, zazen-kesa, kesa-zazen:
"Life doesn't run on tracks. Birdsong knows neither major nor minor. Boddhidharma's teaching doesn't fit on manuscript paper. The Buddha-Dharma is unlimited. When you try to hold it still, you miss it. It isn't dried cod. Living fish has no fixed form".
posted by Taigu at 12:24 AM
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Fish, totally at home in the water, swim like fish.
Birds, totally at home in the sky, fly like birds.
But tottering bipeds like you and me, Pierre, unable to endure the insecurity of not knowing, of having nothing, of being nobody, wish to clutch on to the security of something.
Our own deluded clutching. Just that is something we can be sure about.
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Rather than constantly looking at the pathetic and clutching clown I am, Sawaki invites the tottering biped to think up and coming undone.
There is another thing we can be sure about: In this life, there is room for forgiveness ( accepting self and others), carefreeness, joy and just silence.
In truly allowing, there is room.
In falling back into my habitual mode of being -- I know; I am right; I identify myself with the true kesa -- there is only my old habit.
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In truly allowing, there is room.
In falling back into my habitual mode of being--I know, I am right; I identify myself with true bitterness--there is only my old habit.
Yes! Indeed.
Thanks for posting these words and calligraphy.
Please give me your contact. I have some questions about kesa sewing.
Taizen, zen monk
My email: kannonprajna@gmail.com
Taizen
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