an opportunity provided by a finger

Practice, apparently, is not about recognizing esoteric signs.  Fingers (flipped or no), banners, needles or mallets don’t count.  Nor do Rorschach leavings in the bottom of my ink pots.  Realization of our true nature doesn’t come carefully packaged and delivered by Fed-Ex.  And, listen carefully, it definitely doesn’t arise out of being whacked by a kyosaku, pummelled by a fist, a staff or a shout*.

This is the place we get stuck.  We try to understand enlightenment by our discriminative mind; yet, our discriminative, our discursive thought, is the very thing that binds us.  The question really is how to go beyond, how to transcend that dichotomy.  But we all have to start with that discriminative mind. 

At this point, I am beginning to get the inkling that I’ve wasted precious practice time diving into shallow waters.  But the discriminative mind, the mind that wants to have evidence, steps, and stories, is what we have as the start point.  Perhaps that first tentative step (or sometimes ego-inflated step) is simply to want this because my own suffering is too much and I am willing to take, buy, trade, barter time on the cushion for the promise of relief.

That’s ok.  Unless it stops there.

*Hakuyu Taizan Maezumi, Commentary on Fukanzazengi.  In Loori, John Daido (ed), The Art of Just Sitting, 2nd Edition

4 thoughts on “an opportunity provided by a finger

  1. for sure our entry point is our own suffering, why else would we even be looking for another doorway. and I had to laugh loudly at: “At this point, I am beginning to get the inkling that I’ve wasted precious practice time diving into shallow waters.” Would you mind not reading my mind in public! sheesh, pass the chocolate buddha!

    thanks always for the wisdom and the chocolate reminders along the way.

    • Well, it’s not quite a chocolate buddha but there is something winging its way westward for you from Hogtown. Nono, don’t thank me… it was on sale… and cheap… (In Asia lingo, that’s a compliment!)

      In case, it’s not obvious yet, my New Year’s aspiration is to get in bed with Dogen. 😉

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