Monday, September 18, 2006

the moment

Deep on the mountain’s an unseen cloister;
Wicker shadows lock in the long bamboos.
Suddenly there’s a bell
Ringing now and then,
Empty valley filling with white clouds

Off drawing water, an old monk returns;
Pine-tree dew stains his robe green.
Bell barely murmurs; the cloister gate has closed.
Mountain birds, all by themselves,
Skirmish over roosting spots.

Tuesday, July 11, 2006


Spoon boy: Do not try and bend the spoon. That's impossible. Instead
only try to realize the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Spoon boy: There is no spoon.
Neo: There is no spoon?
Spoon boy: Then you'll see that it is not the spoon that bends, it is only yourself.

Friday, November 11, 2005


My teacher once said to me,
--become one with the knot itself,
til it dissolves away.
--sweep the garden.
--any size.
~Gary Snyder

Tuesday, October 11, 2005


Mind is not Buddha
Cognition is not the path.
~Zen Master Nam Choen

Where are you going?

Buddha is your mind
And the Way goes nowhere.
Don't look for anything but this.
If you point your cart north
When you want to go south,
How will you arrive?
~Zen Master Ryokan