If we had the

If we had the consciousness of a cat or a dog, we would have it in us to become perfect Zen masters. We could gnaw on a bone, take a nap, play with a spider until we killed it, get our litter just right, and be innocently and serenely present. Meaning would mean nothing to … Read more

The story of the

The story of the Zen Master whose only response was always \”Is that so?\” shows the good that comes through inner nonresistance to events, that is to say, being at one with what happens. The story of the man whose comment was invariably a laconic \”Maybe\” illustrates the wisdom of nonjudgment, and the story of … Read more

When I go visit

When I go visit my brother monks in Japan and sit down with other Zen Masters, they look at my crazy clothes and my strange expression, but they feel the power that emanates from my dedication to the practice. So they are comfortable with me, yet they’re very uncomfortable. Frederick Lenz