Zazen: the beauty of the Way
The natural effort of light – beginner’s practice,
The torch set ablaze, then blown by the wind,
rekindled, fallen from our hands, rekindled again,
approached, ever closer, to the corners of the room,
flying insects,
The beginner is a senior.
The senior, a beginner,
The same spirit of honesty,
Brings them together.
©ndraw@protonmail.com – Dec 2022
Merci à tous
Notes & Silence 
I take from that the sense that there is no beginner or experienced person in the exercise of one’s perception. There is just what is now.
Maybe…
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Indeed, it gets even more mischievous than that: the more you think of yourself as an expert or an advanced practitioner, the less far along the path you probably are.
How wild is that?
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Seems common sense to me. Those who think they know most lack the understanding of their own ignorance.
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