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