Without a doubt, now that I’m looking back on my life these last 15 years or so, I can tell there has been a call.Something
Étiquette : way
Sitting In Pure Land
The Pure Land is in me,By sitting, I create itPlow it and open itTo disciples, to the Sangha,To the neighborhood, to the world. Find the
Inexhaustible Fuel
As long as the ego wants,At the end of the path,Will come the taste of venom. In the meantime, all feet are rushing,At the speed
Would You Walk With Me ?
The shadow of the leavesFrom a garden over the fenceSlowly set in motionBy the wind of spring Beauty struckDoubt has vanishedWalking through lifeOn such a
I Had Forgotten
Along the paths of forgetfulness, I had reached the point where it had become impossible to reach out to the beginning of any genuine Way.Along
Joining All Paths
You know, in the secret of your heartAll the ways are joining hands,What do you have to fearFrom abandoning them all,And walking along the Unique
Notes & Silence 