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Showing posts with label koans. Show all posts
Showing posts with label koans. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Raven Reads His Fortune Koan

A raven landed on a tree branch outside my window with a fortune cookie in his mouth.

Do I want you reading my shit if you don't get it?

Picture above: a murder of crows - which is quite different than an unkindness of ravens. Do you have a preference?

Do I get it?

I hope not.

Thursday, August 20, 2009

Coffee Koan

Though I got rid of my car years ago, occassionally I experience an uncontrollable urge to buy crappy coffee from gas stations. As I sip the nondescript liquid, I have visions of driving across the prairie with a full tank of gas, singing along to Buffy Sainte-Marie's "I'm Gonna Be A Country Girl Again."

The rain is falling lightly on the buildings and the cars
I've said goodbye to city friends, department stores and bars
The lights of town are at my back, my heart is full of stars
And I'm going to be a country girl again.

Does this vision mean that I (A) need a car in my life again, (B) need a vacation, (C) need to switch back to tea, or (D) have really awesome taste in music?

Thursday, March 26, 2009

recession koan: art imitates 3M-Sony-life

For those who've seen Jean-Luc Godard's "Tout va bien" (1972) and have followed recent reports of bosses kidnapped by striking workers in France:



Does life imitate art, or does Godard manipulate strikes?

respect-for-lease

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Koans: Poetic Pathways of the Mind

Koans: a common example is Hakiun Ekaku's "Two hands clap and there is a sound; What is the sound of one hand clapping?"

As a product of western logical and rational thought, I used to pat myself on the back, because I KNEW and could demonstrate the answer to the "one-hand-clapping" question.

You can do it yourself: Just slap your four fingers against the palm of the same hand.

Problem solved. Logic wins. What's the big deal?

The first time I heard this koan was from a buddhist writing professor. My answer to the-sound-of-one-hand-clapping exposed the pathways of my brain which didn't allow the absence of right or wrong answers. Ironically, those were the days I still threw logic out the window in favor of Christian myth and dogma. Such a logical answer revealed a mind that craved concrete, rational answers.

And that is the purpose of koans, whether used casually or during the practice of hard-core Zen meditation. They push and conjole the brain into new areas. The realization one settles on, or doesn't settle on, unveils the Present state of mind. Traditionally, if the answer matches the master's answer, one has gained a certain level of enlightenment.

For the purpose of Practice, I've left out the commentary that accompanies the following koan:

Goso said "A buffalo passes by the window. His head, horns, and four legs all go past. But why can't the tail pass too?" Case (koan) 38 from "The Gateless Gate"

O'Daly's introduction to Neruda's "The Book of Questions" suggests, "Neruda believed the inner quest was never-ending, that on some level what we learned was forgotten, so that we might learn it again.

Is forgetting the past in favor of the present a blessing or irony at its best?
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