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Zen Tails; The Happiness Follows
An old cat once walked up on a younger cat that was chasing his tail. The old cat asked, “what are you doing?” The younger replied, I just found out that my happiness is in my tail. I’m going to catch it and be happy. The older cat laughed and said “I heard that too when I was your age. What I found though is that if I just go about my day doing what needs to be done my happiness just seems to follow me wherever I go.
Misty Rain on Mt. Lu – Su Tung-P’o
“Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.
When you have not yet been there,
many a regret surely you have;
but once there and heading homeward,
how matter-of-fact everything looks!
Misty rain on Mount Lu,
and waves surging in Che-chiang.”
—- Su Tung-P’o
Tea . A Zen Story; rewritten by Nina Yin / Goodnightnina.
A Buddhist monk who studied and meditated on the teachings of Buddha for over a decade wanted to speak with an enlightened one who dwelled alone in a small temple high in the mountains. He prepared…
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With the Flow: A Zen Story
A Taoist story tells of an old man who accidentally fell into the river rapids leading to a high and dangerous waterfall. Onlookers feared for his life. Miraculously, he came out alive and unharmed…
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No one is a Buddhist via – Zen Flash
Ram Dass has shared a story of a young woman who told him, “My family hates when I’m a Buddhist but loves when I’m a Buddha.” In other words, its not what religion we identify ourselves with that m…
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In Zazen…
“In zazen, leave your front door and your back door open. Let thoughts come and go. Just don’t serve them tea.”
Without Fear : Zen Master
Without Fear
During the civil wars in feudal Japan, an invading army would quickly sweep into a town and take control. In one particular village, everyone fled just before the army arrived – everyone except the Zen master. Curious about this old fellow, the general went to the temple to see for himself what kind of man this master was. When he wasn’t treated with the deference and submissiveness to which he was accustomed, the general burst into anger. “You fool,” he shouted as he reached for his sword, “don’t you realize you are standing before a man who could run you through without blinking an eye!” But despite the threat, the master seemed unmoved. “And do you realize,” the master replied calmly, “that you are standing before a man who can be run through without blinking an eye?” |
“”Happy are those who do not fear death. They know no…
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When Two Zen Masters Meet. Zen Stories. via Zen Flash
“When two Zen masters meet, whoever speaks first has fallen from his status. Days may pass by; they may
eat together, they may look around at the beauty in the sunset and in the morning and in the starry night,
but nobody is going to say a single word. Not saying a single word and remaining just a mirror…..The
mirror never says anything about the reflection, neither does the lake. The moon may be beautiful, the
moon is reflected the lake should dance with joy. Similar is the case with consciousness. At its ultimate
peak works are left far below, as if you have risen above the clouds. The moment you bring any word in,
you have spoiled the whole communication.
If somebody asks you, “what is truth?”
show him your silence.
Show him your fragrance, show him your love.
Share with him your presence.”
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A monk’s come knocking On my brushwood gate
A monk’s come knocking On my brushwood gate, Wanting to discuss weighty matters Of great Zen import: Excuse this mountain priest, Too lazy to open his mouth But warblers are singing All…
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