All that is, precisely is the process that is the universe — the happening of existence. Everything with no exceptions; The hustle and bustle that we have turned human life into; “good” things, “bad” things, the running and seeking. These all are it — the Dao (Tao), the way. For example, just as there exists edible plants, but some will cause harm if consumed, so there are aspects of this happening of existence that are not favorable for us, but it is there nonetheless. Most walk around unconscious of their connectedness, however, because it exists, this ignorance is also the process as well. Those who are conscious of their connectedness, those who are awakened, are no different from anyone else for it is still all just the universe interacting with itself. A conscious being is not separate from existence. All are merely forms originating from the same emptiness. When one reaches this level of understanding, form enters into formlessness. Dualism disappears, and all is exactly the same. At this point there is no longer a need for the finger to point at the moon; one has spotted the moon. Buddhism disappears, non-buddhism disappears. Nirvana is revealed. Everything is just as it should be. Everything is Mu.
It is interesting to note that in the world that we live in today — mass illness, and sickness of mind — there is a considerable lack in the ways of the ancients which kept them in tune with the way of the earth. Even ruling classes ruled in reverence to the heavens. The earth was the master.
Music and sound have an effect on the brain, and on matter itself, as evident by the extensive results found in the field of Cymatics. In Korean Pansori, the sonic registers of the of performer’s voice reach dynamics that our everyday speech patterns lack.
I do not preach peace, nor do I preach the opposite. Understanding of the true self creates what it creates, which we have named peacefulness, or stillness of mind. In this way, there is no objective of stripping away of greed and hate, for cultivating the true self will cause greed and hate to fall away of their own accord. What remains is thusness, and in this thusness is unity. The urge to be better than others and have more than others simply has no place to abide. It is akin to facing an opponent who is stronger than you and more powerful. He can destroy a person with one blow. But what will he do if he can not catch you? What will he do when you are not there to receive the blow? He can do nothing but give up and move on. This is where one will meet Zen, on the battlefield of existence.When there is no place or thoughts to cleave to, where is it that they will survive?
Hard, but soft,
Soft, but hard,
From silence comes noise,
Noise returns to silence.
Thoughts come and go.
The mind is still.
What difference is there of a cell and a human being? A cell ingests and excretes, sends messages, handling affairs that a cell must handle. Likewise, a human carries out the same process, just on a larger scale. We have messengers to inform, food that we ingest and excrete. We have establishments for the purpose of taking care of emergencies that spring up, with ambulances, fire trucks, police cars, which respond to calls of distress, what ever they may be.
All that exists — be it a block of wood which grew from a tree, or a house that came from trees which humans have taken a rearranged in such a manner as to utilize the wood for an alternate purpose — is all one happening. A single, continuous process. There is no difference between this or that, a chair and you. All is of the same existence in multiple states. When it rains, there is no rain. It is the process. When the wind blows, there is no wind and no blowing.
It is one thing to have knowledge of this concept; another to live in it.
Writings of Zen master Shunryu Suzuki on Emptiness
Needing to be “held together” in the first place is a clear sign that there is something being grasped for that doesn’t fit with one’s surroundings. “What keeps you going?” “What holds you together so you don’t go crazy?” What we don’t see in these simple questions that we tend to inquire of people when we are trying to get to know them, is that it is a verbalization of the fact that it is known that one has attachments constructing a “self.” It is a verbalization that one’s self is something that needs some form of mental glue to keep things from falling apart and being lost.
We can grasp for things all we want. Like a polar bear clinging to a piece of melting ice in the ocean, he is surrounded by a sea of water. The ice will melt eventually, and there will be nothing else that the polar bear can do but to let go. Survival will be trivial, for death is almost certain. However, if he happens to catch a fish before he dies, it will be the greatest meal he ever had. No past, no future, only right now, and right now all that exists is the eating of the fish.
Day in, day out, clinging clinging clinging. Run run run. Running around to satisfy the clinging. A need for more clinging. More running around; always chasing. An entire life of running and clinging is only good for creating more of the same in the future.
Too much trying. Too much effort.
Put it down.