Make one's own lunch, walk one's own walk, march to the sound of the drum one hears ...
Yet Who is truly cooking, walking, hearing the beat? He [or It or What] never breaks a sweat, yet 'He' never stops rolling up his sleeves, the wood is chopped and the water is boiled. There is someone who does not carry things, even while carrying someone's stick and shoes. Is He a servant in this house, or a master? When is the work all done?
Ordinary rice and tea, just a feast.
Neither a matter of "Zen cliches" nor of staying silent nor of speaking. What do you say?
Do Buddha patriarchs teach anything else apart from their everyday lives? ... [E]ven though old Master Shakyamuni ... and Bodhidharma still lived, yet people should not rely on their power, When you just affirm and authenticate it yourselves, you will become it completely ...
... Once you give way to thought, trying to decide what "Mind" is or what "Buddha" is, you deny yourself and look elsewhere.
... For eons and eons [He/It/What] has supported us and never left us. We have received [His/Its/What's] kindness for a long long time ... [See Him/It/What] and you will utterly repay the vast kindness.
Sorry for the poor presentation. A waste of time.
Cook from 229
Hixon from 212 [I might recommend first reading Hixon this week, who is a good guide, shedding light on some of Keizan's stories]