Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
It rains: the earth wet.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
No good thought, no evil thought.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
No ugliness in a loved child.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
From the origins nothing exists.
Watch your own steps!
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
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.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Jo Alma Potter Ji Do Poep Sa Nim is the guiding teacher for the Kwan Um Zen Centers in Vienna Austria, Palma de Mallorca Spain, Vrazne Czech Republic, and Kwan Um Zen Groups in Hungary.
Knud Rosenmayr JDPSN started practicing in 1995 after meeting Zen Master Seung Sahn in Korea. After finishing his studies at the university in Vienna he started to work at a language school and got married in Nepal in 2008.