The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
It rains: the earth wet.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Spring comes: grass grows.
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.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Watch your own steps!
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
From the origins nothing exists.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Every Thursday 06 pm.
Every Saturday 05 pm.