Not to be reached by traveling is the end of the world,
Yet there is no release from sorrow
Unless you reach the end of the world.
The one who is wise and leads a loving life
Begins to know the world. That one will go to the world’s end.
And then he will neither long for this world
Nor for any world.
With deep appreciation for my teachers and students.
Photo of Zen Mountain Monastery Ancestors Hall
by Caryn Shudo Silberberg
Many years ago Caryn and I received a letter from Maezumi Roshi:
Front side, back side, front side, back side
Autumn leaves falling down
We live in a forest of leaves: front and back, yes and no, up and down
At any moment our leaf may fall to the ground
So what do we choose?
Intimately understanding these very troublesome leaves as realization
is our practice.
Throwing ourselves completely into these leaves is the wonderful practice of delusion.
There is an old saying about swordsmanship:
“One Cut, One Life.”
This is the spiritual sword of total commitment and oneness.
Because there is nothing outside it,
It takes care of everything.
Front side, back side.
Either side is O.K.
Photo by Caryn Shudo Silberberg