Monday, June 15, 2009

in praise of zen being

Think of a thing in space.

Remove the thing from its space.

Think of the space itself.

Remove the space from itself.

Think of the space that surrounds the space of your thought.



Dig with your hands.


Carry a large rock on your shoulders.



Continue walking.

Don't stop.


Lift a feather.

Lift a feather that weighs 1,000 pounds.

It is the same feather.


Think of an emptiness.

Think of an emptiness bending over.

Think of an emptiness smiling.

Think of the gifts you would bring.


Destroy by fire an object you love.

Gather up the ashes.

Throw them into winds.


Drive your car.

Get out.

Leave it somewhere.

Start walking.

You know where this is going.






I don't know.


I know.

Same difference.


Thich Nhat Hanh.

Plum Village.

Sweep the back walkway.


Your book is almost done.

Now is the time to throw it away.

Wait. Wait.

Is it done yet?