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Zazen
I went to my temple for my Zazen practice. The head monk wasn't there for the sitting but just as I was leaving, he arrived in a taxi with a monk friend of his. He always looks like a big kid when out of the main Zendo. I said hello to him and then he came up to me and said "doko nano?" (which meant "Where do you live?", but it is so familiar and friendly that it caught me off guard : Literally, it means "Where is it?" I was so close to answering, "I didn't do it!!!") I managed to reply, then he smiled the biggest smile you could fit on a face and said "Aha ha, I see!" then went on his merry way. He he, he's a funny chap. The monk who took his place in the Zendo today is really funny too. He never prepares a speech, but prefers to speak really slowly, making it up as he goes along. More often than not I can't follow much of it, but usually he talks at great length about seasons, pain of Zazen and what he got up to last week. It's good though. I don't go for excitement anyway. The more bored I get, the more incapable I am of sustaining any interesting and tantalizing thoughts, and the better goes my Zazen. In theory anyway...
posted by PA on Sunday, April 18, 2004
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