I have always loved this poem by ZM Seung Sahn.Coming empty-handed,
going empty-handed -- that is human.
When you are born, where do you come from?
When you die, where do you go?
Life is like a floating cloud which appears.
Death is like a floating cloud which disappears.
The floating cloud itself originally does not exist.
Life and death, coming and going, are also like that.
But there is one thing which always remains clear.
It is pure and clear, not depending on life and death.
Then what is the one pure and clear thing?
Sometimes I can spend hours thinking, "what is that one pure thing?" or "what is this life?" "what is death?"
No satisfying answers ever come.
But this morning while drinking coffee, eating breakfast, i realized that in that moment, if we are willing to look and see, everything we have been searching for was right there all along.
The answer to our questions doesn't come from the mind, from our thinking about stuff.
because there is no answer to be found that is separate from the question itself.
"What is life and death?" Who is asking the question? Where is this question coming from? Find that. Understand that. And realize that there is no difference between life, death, you, other, enlightenment, delusion.
Enough of my rambling...Happy Sunday to you all
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