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