Go a thousand miles not moving a foot!
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
Watch your own steps!
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
No ugliness in a loved child.
From the origins nothing exists.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
Once you preach, the point is gone.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
It rains: the earth wet.
Spring comes: grass grows.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
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.
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Every Thursday 06 pm.
Every Saturday 05 pm.