Wild Fox Zen
Cold, soft rain falling this morning during the dog walk.
At home alone now and lingering over a cup of coffee and the piercing beauty of the phrases in Zen Sand: The Book of Capping Phrases for Koan Practice, translated by Victor Sogen Hori.
Even though this isn’t a part of the Harada-Yasutani curriculum, I suggested recently that a student find a verse from Zen Sand that expressed his understanding of the koan he’d just presented. We both enjoy this kind of thing so he readily agreed.
14.1 We meet and recognize each other laughing, “Ha, ha!”
A rare moment to raise our heads to the moon above.
Reminds me of this picture that Ray took just as George Bowman and I departed from the temple of boundless Mu a couple weeks ago.
14.2 As I escort you to the gate, there are tall bamboo.
Just for you, their leaves are raising a pure wind.
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