When The Old Plum Tree Blooms, The

The Zazen I Speak Of Is Not Learning Meditation. It Is Simply The Dharma Gate Of Repose And Bliss, The Practice-realization Of Totally Culminated Enlightenment. It Is The Manifestation Of Ultimate Reality. Traps And Snares Can Never Reach It. Once Its Heart Is Grasped, You Are Like The Dragon When He Gains The Water, Like The Tiger When She Enters The Mountain. For You Must Know That Just There (in Zazen) The Right Dharma Is Manifesting Itself And That, From The First, Dullness And Distraction Are Struck Aside.

In A Mind Clear As Still Water, Even The Waves, Breaking, Are Reflecting Its Light.

The True Person Is Not Anyone In Particular; But Like The Deep Blue Color Of The Limitless Sky, It Is Everyone, Everywhere In The World.

Do Not Travel To Other Dusty Lands, Forsaking Your Own Sitting Place; If You Cannot Find The Truth Where You Are Now, You Will Never Find It.

Something You Want Badly Enough Can Always Be Gained. No Matter How Fierce The Enemy, How Remote The Beautiful Lady, Or How Carefully Guarded The Treasure, There Is Always A Means To The Goal For The Earnest Seeker. The Unseen Help Of The Guardian Gods Of Heaven And Earth Assure Fulfillment.