The Zen master strikes the gong and we are silenced into awareness.
Spent the morning with others meditating Zen style.
I aspire to find emptiness in ultimate connectivity: wondrous.
I understand now why folks strike clap and slap in Zen practices.
In that ‘mile’ second of ‘shock’ there is no separation/pure sensation.
So I settle into awareness trying not to contemplate.
Thought, thought, thought.
SLAP! A microsecond of what my old teacher framed as ISNESS
Sound wash
Sensation dancing thru tickles and tingles
Open more and more
Delight
Presence
And a giggle: becoming aware of my love of anticipation.
CLAP!
Buddha taught we all are enlightened…and have forgotten.
Remember. Remember.
CRACK!
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