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Tuesday, January 3, 2006

Does a Dog Have Buddha Nature?

With palms together,

This morning I sat in my zendo and stared at the wall. My dog Tripper was having none of it. He brought in his toy, a piece of fluff that looks just like him, and laid next to me on the zabuton. He stared at me. Then grumbled. Then whined. Then barked.

He decided to wrestle with my sutra book in its cloth case. He decided to invite the bell to ring with his tail. He climbed on my lap and licked my cosmic mudra.

Barking, growling, wrestling, bell ringing, licking: just wind against the chimes.

A deep bow

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