…Certain traditions do not allow the freedom not to… thus, the understanding expressed by the freedom to… simply does not occur. Such restrictive frameworks are
Étiquette : ritual
Ritual Freedom and the In-Draft 1/2
It is fundamental to perform the ritual: the bowing, hands clasped, the striking of the mallet on the wood, on the bowl, to light the
At Least, Hold the Bow in Hand…
Missing an opportunity (joined hands, prostration, rituals, practices, formal or not) is always a missed target……A sin, etymologically, when these opportunities are not imbued with
Tradition, All Traditions
From the depths of my being, there is no prayer that I cannot pronounce,No practice that seems more exact than anotherI see no difference between
The Living Rituals
In Zen, rituals are everywhereAs soon as attention falls onthe object I am holding,the step of my walk,the words of my speech,the living rituals unfold.
Aimless: The Only Teaching
Strange autumn light,green appears between the rains,as evening approaches,lets see all its sweetness,behind my eyes,always now,life awaits me A ritualaccomplishedwithout any goalis a ritual performedIn
Clinging to Forms, Sometimes
When sitting practice is difficult, respect for formal aspects is all that’s left to keep us going. Hands joined, leaning to the left, leaning to
Look at the Rigorous
Rigor is not the form taken by the energy of freedom when it cannot be expressed otherwise,Therefore, when you see the rigorous,The one who gets
Sailboat of Consciousness
The ritual: what you put your consciousness into, when and where you are.What opportunity do you have, here and now, to inject consciousness? It is
Sutra In The Mind
After all these years, the true sutra still runs behind the sutra in the mind. The mind sutra still runs behind the upcoming sitting session,
The Door Within Rituals
Behind every gesture, every ritual, chant,Behind every practice of a small religion,You’ll find a door opening onto the Large Religion, To all appearances, small religions
My Kesa (A Robe of Words )
(Re-post) Each of these articles is a stitch on my kesa.On every sentence I have landed my attention.Sometimes stable, sometimes restless,Always trying to touch upon
The Scent from the Refuge
There is a scent in Buddhism,Emanating from the RefugeAt the heart of the woodsAlong the hike, we have the firm hopeTo find there some food,
Notes & Silence 