Monk In The World

To be a monk is to have time to practice for your transformation and healing. And after that to help with the transformation and healing of other people.

Thich Nhat Hanh

Friday, September 25, 2009

So here is what Dosho is serving up all this past week on Wild Fox Zen:

The Zen snare is also a fulcrum. Here's the main one (snare and fulcrum) in the Genjokoan:

Mayu was fanning himself. A monk approached and said, “Master, the nature of wind is permanent and there is no place it does not reach. Why then do you fan yourself?”
“Although you understand that the nature of the wind is permanent,” Mayu replied,” you do not understand the meaning of its reaching everywhere.
“What is the meaning of its reaching everywhere?” asked the monk again.

Mayu just kept fanning himself. The monk bowed deeply.

Every student of Soto Zen knows about this koan but how many see what the monk saw that he expressed by bowing?

Then he caps it off with this:

What did the monk see that he expressed by bowing?

What Dogen saw in the monks bow, and what the Genjokoan unpacks in rolling hopping along vividness, had such an enormous power that it caused our lineage to bloom for some hundreds of years with all the freedom that goes with it.

If we today dismiss the needle point of this question or are satisfied with thin explanations, we won't have the strength of love to bring it forth in our daily life.

Now this makes me think (sorry about that) that this dang thing is very important to uncover!

So I could write some really cool "zennie" words about what I think (sorry again) but then he finishes off with this:

Don't accept a dry, conceptual understanding - we're in the middle of the great ocean you can't not get wet. Look! Look!

So what am I to do?
I believe I got some instruction for this from the Tao Te Ching

Do you have the patience

to wait

till your mud


and the water is


can you remain


till right action


by itself
Somehow I beleive this connects. To what, I don't know but it spoke to me.
I will dig and wait for something to arise out of that hole I am digging.
Bows...for whatever reason!

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