The Way of Not Being Greedy

This past Saturday, members of Treetop Zen Center observed Fusatsu, or precept renewal. Each month, on the first Saturday, Treetop completes this special service, during which Zen students renew their commitment to practicing the Sixteen Bodhisattva Precepts. In addition, each month Treetop examines one of the precepts in greater depth and discuss each student’s understanding of the precept and practice of it.

The precept for May is “I vow to take up the Way of Not Being Greedy.”

This precept has also been expressed thusly by two of our most revered patriarchs:

Bodhidharma – “Self-nature is subtle and mysterious. In the realm of the ungilded Dharma, not creating a veneer of attachment is called the Precept of Not Misusing Sex.” (This precept is also commonly translated as “Not Misusing Sex.”)

Dogen Zenji – “The Three Wheels are pure and clear. When you have nothing to desire, you follow the way of all Buddhas.”

Where are you in your understanding and practice of taking up “The Way of Not Being Greedy”?

Share your thoughts in the comments.

Yun Men’s Every Day is a Good Day

Blue Cliff Record, Case 6
Yun Men said, “I don’t ask you about before the fifteenth day; try to say something about after the fifteenth day.”

Yun Men himself answered for everyone, “Every day is a good day.”

Hoffman translation
Master Unmon said, “About the fifteen days before [i.e. before enlightenment] I do not ask you. Now that fifteen days have passed, come, say something.” Nobody answered. Unmon himself said, “Every day is a good day.” Continue reading

A poem by Red Hawk

Here’s a poem by Red Hawk, who is white but received it from his spiritual teacher, who must have taught him well.

We Drink with Cupped Hands

On our knees drinking with cupped hands
from our creek
is a kind of praying for my daughters and me.
In time of drouth
there is nothing holier
than the water in the bowl of our hands
poured over our unpraised faces
or sipped on bent knee,
giving thanks.
Religion is such a simple thing:
either it is cupping hands in deep gratitude
and filling them with creek water,
swallowing God whole
or it is nothing at all.

Don’t Waste Your Life!

A discussion at the zendo this weekend caused someone to bring up the traditional evening gatha, chanted each night in many Zen monasteries:

Let me respectfully remind you,
Life and death are of supreme importance.
Time passes by swiftly and opportunity is lost.
Each of us should strive to awaken.
Awaken! Take heed, do not squander your life.

A good reminder for all of us!

More Thoughts from Paradise

Here is another reflection on the Paradise Below Zero retreat, this time courtesy of head student Peter Joryu Harris:

On the Edge of the Unincorporated

East of the North Road that leads to no named town
the weather wilded whenever when we were in the yurt,
big multi-toned throat singing stereo winds and rain
splat choruses sweeping in from can’t-say-wheres.

But when we emerged it calmed, snowed lightly
or not. Thought burden lifting step by step,
we did slow kinhin in snowshoes down untracked trails
through beech, hemlock, maple, spruce and pine.
An hour walk, a hundred yards,
glimpses of the great white empty snowfield
of frozen Moosehead, Mount Kineo incarnating
in eyeblink flashbacks in gaps of treebark,
animal tracks, trembling needles,
algae blackened hemlocks, pearl white and
pale green lichen swatches painted on the north
faces of older maple trees.

Each morning the night’s snow outlined branches
with two-inch eyebrows that tumbled in the slightest
sun-awakened breeze. Each minute, fresh blood
in our ears: Day One must-do mind
giving way to Day Two deeper breathing
seeping up through rib branches unawares. .
Day Three morning walk going nowhere:
blinkers, headbands loosen, slip free,
padlocks fall off the lips of trees,
doors open in the snow banks, skin portals
unbatten, blue flags snap open the rootless sky.

Te Shan Carrying His Bundle

Blue Cliff Record, Case 4

When Te Shan arrived at Kuei Shan, he carried his bundle with him into the teaching hall, where he crossed from east to west and from west to east. He looked around and said, “There’s nothing, no one.” Then he went out.

Hsueh Tou added the comment, “Completely exposed.”

But when Te Shan got to the monastery gate, he said, “Still I shouldn’t be so coarse.” So he reentered [the hall] with full ceremony to meet [Kuei Shan]. As Kuei Shan sat there, Te Shan held up his sitting mat and said, “Teacher!” Kuei Shan reached for his whisk, whereupon Te Shan shouted, shook out his sleeves, and left. Hsueh Tou added the comment,  

“Completely exposed.” Te Shan turned his back on the teaching hall, put on his straw sandals, and departed.

That evening Kuei Shan asked the head monk, “Where is that newcomer who just came?”

The head monk answered, “At that time he turned his back on the teaching hall, put on his straw sandals, and departed.”

Kuei Shan said, “Hereafter that lad will go to the summit of a solitary peak, build himself a grass hut, and go on scolding the Buddhas and reviling the Patriarchs.” Hsueh Tou added the comment, “He adds frost to snow.”  Continue reading

The Way of Not Stealing

Each month, the Treetop Zen Center sangha members renew their commitment to practicing the Sixteen Bodhisattva Precepts. In addition, each month Treetop examines one of the precepts in greater depth and discuss each student’s understanding of the precept and practice of it.

The precept for April is “I vow to take up the Way of Not Stealing.”

This precept has also been expressed thusly by two of our most revered patriarchs:

Bodhidharma – “Self-nature is subtle and mysterious. In the realm of the unattainable Dharma, not having thoughts of gaining is called the Precept of Not Stealing.” Dogen Zenji: T

Dogen Zenji – “The self and things of the world are just as they are. The gate of emancipation is open.”

Where are you in your understanding and practice of taking up “The Way of Not Stealing”?

Share your thoughts in the comments.

Thoughts from a Snowy Place

It’s been nearly a month since six adventurous souls set out for a weekend of practicing in the wilderness during Paradise Below Zero, one of the Zen and Deep Ecology Retreats offered here at Treetop Zen Center. Here are some reflections on the experience from Mary Jo Chomu Carlsen, a longtime Treetop student:

Gray weather, heavy skies, threatening. Low clouds over Moosehead Lake. Top of Mt. Kineo obscured. Very few snowmobiles on the lake, and almost no ice fishing shacks – probably too noisy.

We, six of us, load our gear onto three sleds, each one with two tow ropes. Then we put on snowshoes and head off. It probably took us 20-30 minutes to get up to the Overlook Yurt. Not too tough until the final hill. Soon after the sleds were unloaded and the gear stowed, heavy drops began to fall on the roof. Got windy, too. Lucky us!

Silence indoors. Fire crackles, rain on roof. Wind attack. Far-off jet plane. Closer, but almost- not-audible snowmobiles. Someone sips their tea. Another pulls on boots for a trip to the outhouse. Breathing. Silence. Then it’s time for breakfast.

Only cooking pots need washing, and the snow does a fine job. Now it’s time for outdoor kinhin (slow walking meditation). Bodies get layers of clothing, also sunblock, hat and gloves. Then we’re off, one by one, to move into the day. Taking in tree-beings, the sky, crunch of snowshoes, inhaling the cold air. We become snow creatures, discovering this wintry landscape. Thoughts slow to a stop. Just breathing, crunch-stepping, noticing.