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MIRROR MIRROR
The person I see each morninglooks vaguely familiar, perhapssomeone I once met in passing,or maybe a distant relative.But he was so much olderso he was difficult to place. I do say hello each morningbut get only a nod, a gesturein response, as if the personis mute, for he smiles backso it is not a silence…
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GOZO AND THE FOURTH ANCESTOR 正法眼蔵 語十一
If you sitI will bring you a flowerbut it will fall.If you walkweeds will grow upbetween your toes.Flower, weed and youare born and dieeach feedingall of the others. A reflection on case 51 of the Shobogenzo Koans (Dogen’s True Dharma Eye)
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CHRISTMAS
It isn’t my first Christmasalthough almost so, thatpart of me hidden for halfa century, its twisted discoveryfilling a hole that I neverknew existed, yet always knew. This is the strangest Christmas,a time of gathering, nowin isolation, only pixelsand prayers on a too flat screen,and it is hard, in timesof want and suffering, to recallwhy we…
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UMMON’S THREE DAYS 鐵笛倒吹 六十八
What were you doingthree days agoand what will you dothree days from now.Are you the same person nowas you were, will be? While your face in the mirrorKoanseems much the sameeach day you die a biteach day you are reborn.A thousand daysa thousand yearsa passing moment,how do they differ? A reflection on Case 68 of…
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