An excerpt from a recent talk at retreat in Upper Lake, California, August 2010
Dead tree. Blind donkey. Snow is magic, because it is not cold and wet. Nor is it a fortress for a snow fight. It is all of that. It is none of that. Nobody knows what snow is. The whole world is snow.
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Dear Sensei, thank you, thank you! This is beautiful and it brings back sweet memories of the retreat and of the inspiring talks you gave.
It is hard to be the snow for seeing the snow.
No wisdom, no gain. What a wonderful invitation to practice. Thank you for that, Sensei!
“Whatever you think about snow: That’s not it…. Whatever you think about yourself: That’s not it.” Thank you, Sensei for this wonderful, inspiring talk.
Would you say, then, that in a way “thinking kills?” When I think, snow disappears and becomes thoughts about snow. When our precept asks that we affirm life, does thinking take it away? It seems that on some level this is so.