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Mind Weeds, the Marrow of Zen

Mind Weeds

Pulling out the weeds we give nourishment to the plant. The weeds in my mind turn to nourishment. Though effort creates waves, we must make effort to attain calmness.

In this realm, there is no subjectivity or objectivity. We are without awareness-- every effort, idea and thought will vanish. Keep your mind on your breathing until you are not aware of your breathing.

At first, the effort will be rough and impure. With time it will become pure-- and body and mind will become pure.

We have innate power to purify ourselves and our surroundings. You can act properly, will learn from and become friendly with others.

  • Concentrate on breathing
  • Right posture
  • Great, pure effort

The Marrow of Zen

In zazen posture, mind and body have great power to accept things as they are, agreeable or disagreeable.

The worst horse is the most valuable one. In your way imperfections are the basis for your firm, way-seeking mind. Those who find great difficulties in practicing Zen will find more meaning to it.

When we reflect on what we do in everyday life, we are ashamed of ourselves.

One continuous mistake can be Zen-- many years of single-minded effort.

One who thinks he is one of the worst husbands may be a good one if he is always trying with a single-hearted effort.

No other activity will appease your suffering but sitting in zazen.

Which is more real-- your presence, or your problem? The awareness that you are here is the ultimate fact.

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