Saab Zen

With palms together, Good Morning Everyone, It is Sunday morning and I am awake. This is a good thing. Yesterday, after Talmud, I spent the day with son Jason. He fixed my '95 Saab 900s. I watched and helped as I could. We had to take the oil pan out and clean a filter that rests inside it. It was an interesting process. Jack up the car; off with the air filter, off with a wheel, off with a wheel well guard, jack up the engine a little, out with the oil pan. Clean everything, reverse the process, put in a new oil filter and fresh oil, and what do you know? No oil light, no "check engine" light. Jason is so comfortable around engines. I admire him. His confidence and knowledge about the intricacies of the various systems of an engine was comforting to me, but more, inspiring. This is his Zen. We concluded the day with a short havdallah ceremony. While Livvie thoroughly enjoyed the spice box, she put her hands to her ears as the braided candle was dippid into the wine. A good week. Be well.

The Great Way, Jesus, Buddha, and the Infinite

With palms together,

Good Morning Everyone,

On our Zen Living list we are discussing comparative religion. Comparative religion can be very interesting and informative. We approach with: are they the same or different? From a Zen point of view, it is this question that is, itself a koan.

Neither, both, whatever, each gets us into trouble because we are looking with categorical, discriminating eyes.

There is only life. From closed eyes, discrimination occurs.

There is only Buddha Nature, the Ein Sof, the Infinite Emptiness, before it is these names.

From this, through discrimination, arise Jesus, Buddha, the Prophets, you, me, plants and animals, up and down. The same or different?

We look at a picture and see in accordance with our neural pathways. We release our eyes, our history of perception, and other images emerge. The same or different?

I feel ice on my tongue, feel rain on my head, feel water in my mouth, steam in my shower: are they the same or different?

We begin with the Infinite, we can see the Infinite in the particular and know the same and the particular are both, one. Same and different.

We begin with the particular and, on the path, see the Universal.

When we don't step onto the path in the first place, we only see what we see from one point of view. Our sight is filtered by history, desire, and a need to protect ourselves from change.

In the end, as in the beginning, concepts and categories have very limited usefulness. At some point along the way, they become clear hindrances to awakening.

Be well.

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Morning Quiet

With palms together,

Good Morning Everyone,

In the morning we have an opportunity to be quiet. No, you say? We must attend to children or aged parents. We get ready for work, reconnect with our spouse or partner, and maybe the world through the Net or TV or radio. Still, even so, we have an opportunity for quiet. Interior quiet is mindful quiet.

We might not turn on the radio. We might leave the TV set to gather some dust. And if we must, we allow the computer to quietly display the news. Reading it, we pay attention to our posture, our breath, and our presence. Attending to our children, we practice mindful attention. Talking, we know we are talking. Connecting, we know we are connecting. Loving, we know we are loving. All in a network of interconnection. All done with interior quiet.

No time to meditate? Oh, excuse me, but what about the bathroom? Do we not sit down every morning? Isn't the door closed? Carpe Diem! Extend your time on the toilet a few minutes, paying attention to just being present. Bathroom Zen.

For myself, mornings are always special. Waking to the morning light I am so grateful for the opportunity to be.

Let us each walk in such light.

Be well.

Hunger

With palms together,

Good Morning Everyone,

There is a hunger in the world, a ferocious hunger. People are starving in the sterility of mind. People are starving in mountains of books. People are starving in hoards in schools. They eat, but are far from satisfied. No one seems ever to be satisfied. They seek, and seek, and seek: faces blue; necks thin and gaunt, bodies in deep hunger.

What satisfies? What fills the stomach? What relaxes the neck and opens the throat?

Drugs, sex, rock & roll? No.

Another book by Thich Nhat Hahn or the Dalai Lama? No. Perhaps a new version of the Holy Scriptures? No.

A wall. A cushion. A still, quiet room.

Go there.

Sit.

Look inside.

Open the valves and let things flow.

When working at your desk, feel the materials under your fingertips: know the many lives and many hands that brought you the tools you use to make your living. Appreciate your life. Appreciate your friends, your spouse, your parents, your children.

Get wet with life. Feel the dirt. Roll in the mud of not-knowing.

Another book? Maybe. Another path? Maybe.

The most important point? Live without a self.

Living without a self means satisfaction is not an aim. Living without a self is to live in release. Open. In service to others. No worries, No fears. No problems. Just this, the next thing to do.

May you each be a blessing in the universe.

Coming Home, But Never Really Leaving

With palms together,

Good Morning Everyone,

My Little Honey comes home this evening. The bedding is already in the washer. She has been in the Cleveland area for a week sitting with her cousin and niece while her Aunt, who was 96, was dying. She died Wednesday and so Judy is now free to return.

We have experienced a number of deaths and illnesses over recent months. Its as if an age is passing away completely while we are being reminded of our nature. The out breath of the universe is always there, followed by an inbreath. It is the nature of things, including ourselves.

This morning I will set out my potted hibiscus plants. Quickly clean, then prepare the Zendo for visitors. We sit formal Zen at 9:00 AM this morning. This afternoon, I'll have lunch with my family, then teach my first class on Introduction to Kabbalah at the Academy. Life does go on.

Just now,

I sip my tea

and open my heart

to you.

One lotus

to another

One weed

to another.

No lotus; no weed.

May we each

be what we are:

One.

What's in Your Head?

With palms together,
Good Morning Everyone,

So, we have been talking about some 'heady' stuff. Not! Big Mind, Oneness, Buddha Nature, Emptiness, Ein Sof...are decidedly NOT heady. If they are, you do not know them.

Some close friends, learned men, told me a person cannot live in vast emptiness. Heck, I've said the same to my students. I lied.

Well, not exactly. Teaching must be appropriate to the person we stand before.

Here's the thing: as a person practices mindfulness, from cushion to cushion, that person is living in non-duality, He or she is living as one for all and all for one without a thought about it.

Can this be done? Of course. The Buddha did, the Zen Patriarchs did, Abraham did, the some Jewish mystics did, some Chassids did, some Trappist and Benedictine monks did, some nuns of various faiths did.

Yet, a question remains. Is is desirable to live in non-duality today? Are we so jaded, so dualistic in our cultural assumptions, that to live in non-duality is a threat?

Is mutual aid as a distributive justice model which bases itself on the vast interdependence and interconnectedness of all beings a threat?

A rabbi friend pointed me to an article in the NYT yesterday regarding mindfulness and like many things out of New York minds in seemed quite neurotic to me. ('Must have something to do with Woody Allen, I suspect.)

But it does give rise to a question: can those who have open eyes co-exist with those with eyes half open? It depends. If those with eyes wide open are willing to receive the pain of the others without a fuss, I mean truly assuming the suffering of others without an egoistic broadcast about it, then yes. And if not, well, they are fakers.

We cannot walk on water. We must walk in the mud with the rest of the world, getting our hands and feet dirty, and loving all that there is about it. Because there in the mud is buddha.

Remember, its all about our starting point: begin with "I" as a separate self and we are not there. Yet, if we begin with "I" as code for Infinity and there we are.

Be well.

So?

With palms together,

Good Morning Everyone,

There are some interesting questions that arise from a deep practice of Zen. For one thing, as we sit and come to realize this self is not permanent, that it is not the center of the universe, and in fact, all of the universe is One, then what is up or down? What is right or wrong? The lack of an Absolute point is disconcerting as all relative points are in relation to it.

Without an Absolute point that exists apart from us there can be no movement, for example, as movement is defined always in relation to an observer who is presumably at some absolute point. Oy. I'm getting a headache, already.

My temple rabbi suggests that biblical mitzvot are the baseline. Yet, even these exist in relationship to a culture in a time. They are only correct if we say they are correct. and then they can only be correct for those who agree.

On the other hand, we might ask if there are any moral points that are true regardless of the existence of a fixed point, in other words, are there moral imperatives that are correct regardless of context, time, or culture, etc.?

We take refuge in Buddha, awakening, an attainment of true nature, we know this nature to be "empty" yet we vow to cease doing evil, to do good, etc. Good and bad are terms relative to each other. Hmmm.

Jews pray to come closer to God, in the end that God is absolutely unknowable, He is Ein Sof, the Infinite. And He is Ayin, Nothing.

So there we are, on top of that hundred foot pole, basking in True Awareness. Everything is one, everything is empty, we have attained awakening. So?

As the koan asks, what is your next step?

I add, and how do you know that it is the right step?

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A reminder, We will practice Zen at Clear Mind Zendo Sunday morning at 9:00 AM, I will begin teaching a class on Kabbalah at Temple Beth El on Sunday at 2:00 PM, and we will NOT practice meditation at Temple this Monday night due to Purim festivities.

Be well.