Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
All things that exist are like a dream, a phantom, a bubble, a reflection; they are like dew or lightning; thus should you view them.
It rains: the earth wet.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
From the origins nothing exists.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Once you preach, the point is gone.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Watch your own steps!
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
No ugliness in a loved child.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
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Every Saturday 05 pm.