Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Watch your own steps!
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Spring comes: grass grows.
It rains: the earth wet.
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
From the origins nothing exists.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
No ugliness in a loved child.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
All things that exist are like a dream, a phantom, a bubble, a reflection; they are like dew or lightning; thus should you view them.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
No good thought, no evil thought.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Once you preach, the point is gone.
The Zen Teaching of Huang-Po: On the Transmission of Mind
From Szeged Zen Center 2
From Szeged Zen Center 1
Zen master Bon Hae - 2015 March - Hungary
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YMJJ Budapest - 2014 july
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