A man walking across a field encounters a tiger. He fled, the tiger chasing after him. Coming to a cliff, he caught hold of a wild vine and swung himself over the edge. The tiger sniffed at him from above.Terrified, the man looked down to where, far below, another tiger had come, waiting to eat him. Two mice, one white and one black, little by little began to gnaw away at the vine. The man saw a luscious strawberry near him. Grasping the vine in one hand, he plucked the strawberry with the other. How sweet it tasted!
Two monks were once traveling together down a muddy road. A heavy rain was falling. Coming around a bend, they met a lovely girl in a silk kimono and sash, unable to cross the intersection.
“Come on, girl,”said the first monk. Lifting her in his arms, he carried her over the mud. The second monk did not speak again until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he no longer could restrain himself. “We monks don’t go near females,” he said. “It is dangerous. Why did you do that?”
“I left the girl there,: the first monk said. “Are you still carrying her?”
Jul 15, 12:31PM PDT | 2 cheers | 1 comment
Afterglow is sitting quietly, doing nothing. The grass will grow by itself.
“Falling mist flies together with the wild ducks;
The waters of autumn are of one colour with the sky.”
Feb 19, 07:34AM PST | 1 cheer | 0 comments
Afterglow is sitting quietly, doing nothing. The grass will grow by itself.
“The blue hills are of themselves blue hills;
The white clouds are of themselves white clouds.”
Feb 18, 10:37AM PST | 0 comments
Afterglow is sitting quietly, doing nothing. The grass will grow by itself.
If you do not get is from yourself,
Where will you go for it?
Feb 17, 08:47AM PST | 1 cheer | 0 comments
Afterglow is sitting quietly, doing nothing. The grass will grow by itself.
The wind drops but the flowers still fall;
A bird sings, and the mountain holds yet more mystery.
Feb 16, 09:37AM PST | 0 comments
Afterglow is sitting quietly, doing nothing. The grass will grow by itself.
some beautiful zen sayings and poems, compiled by Eicho in the anthology called “Zenrin Kushu”.
I begin of course with my favorite:
“Sitting quietly, doing nothing,
Spring comes and the grass grows by itself”
Feb 15, 05:33AM PST | 2 cheers | 0 comments