As I age, I more willingly accede to the sirens call of sleep for as night washes over me pulling up its blanket of stars she takes me on a voyage to destinations she will not disclose until our arrival. The journey may be pleasant or the seas of night can be roiling, but her grip is firm. But in her never certain world age can slough off, fall away until my body and its increasing frailties and limitations slip away and my youth is no longer a memory, but on this night or that, it is my new if transient reality. But I dare not cling to it, for the sun will intercede again and drag me back to the body I so willingly escape each night.
We walk forward to try and see where we are going, always wanting but never seeing where we have been. Is it better to walk backward seeing clearly where we will not go without idea of a destination. Look down and decide.
A reflection on Case 92 of Dogen’s Shobogenzo Koans (True Dharma Eye)
She walks with a deliberateness that bespeaks years of always knowing what the destination is. Getting to the destination, she knows is far less important than having one. On occasion she would arrive at her destination and would then have no option but to immediately select her next destination, for being on one place too long was, to her, a form of living death. Many thought her a wanderer, and she was fine with that. She knew the shortest distance between two points was a straight line it was also just the most boring, and for her it was really all about the trip.
We walk forwards to try to see where we are going, always wanting but never seeing where we have been. Is it better to walk backward seeing clearly where we will not go without idea of a destination. Look down and decide.
A reflection on Case 92 of the Shobogenzo (Dogen’s True Dharma Eye)
Kannon, have compassion for us, as if you could do otherwise. We don’t seek wisdom, that’s out of your department. We all seek enlightenment as if it is some neon sign around the next bend in the path. We are well-suited for rushing to unknown destinations. We would offer you prayers, but we have forgotten the words.