Seek satori within yourself! Where else?
Ten thousand laws end in One : Don't stick to that, either!
Worldly passions inseparable from satori.
Watch your own steps!
What is the color of the wind? Where does the rain come from?
Coming back with satori but everything just as before: Hermit Mountain's drizzle and mist, Crooked River's waves . . .
One blind man leads many blind men Into the fire hole hand in hand.
Day after day a very good day: Winds come and trees bow.
Cast away Dharma, Not to mention non-Dharma.
However priceless, a piece of gold In the eye is nothing but grit.
Where no Buddha, the Buddha works.
Produce Mind Without attachment to anything.
The man who's drunk water Knows if it's cool or warm.
Teaching beyond teaching; No leaning on words and letters.
From outside the shoes, to scratch where you itch.
Not flattered by praise, not hurt by blame.
Much understand, much problem. Little understand, little problem. Complete DON'T KNOW, no problem.
He dies, I die - Where can we meet?
Killing or vivifying is in these hands.
Walking is Zen; sitting, too.
Rich food doesn't tempt the man who has eaten.
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.
Merciful words come out of the merciful mouth.
Never comparable to anything: How can I preach it?
Pictured rice cakes dissolve hunger?
A hungry dog bites a dry bone.
It rains: the earth wet.
A smiling face offers mercy; A troubled mind contains vicious poison.
Watch all sentient beings with merciful eyes.
Everything is true just as it is: Why dislike it? Why hate?
No ugliness in a loved child.
Ordinary mind is the Way.
Fire is hot; water, cold.
Spring comes: grass grows.
Seeking words, chasing phrases: When do you have time for satori?
Need fire? Best strike a flint. Water? Dig a well.
Spring opens a hundred flowers — for whom?
To call heaven earth makes it earth? To name earth heaven makes it heaven?
Sitting motionless, nothing happening — Spring coming, grass growing.
One snowflake falling on a burning furnace.
When cold say cold; When hot say hot.
With the slightest yes and no, Mind is lost in confusion.
The Billion Worlds, a bubble on the sea; All Buddhas and Patriarchs, a flash of lightning.
Heaven, earth, and I: the same root. Everything and I: one thing.
No good thought, no evil thought.
Meeting Sakyamuni, kill him! Meeting Bodhidharma, kill him, too!
From the origins nothing exists.
Open your mouth— instantly wrong; Move your tongue— against the truth.
Reach for it, and you'll miss; let it loose, and it'll follow.
Angry waves: not so dangerous as man's mind.
Every Thursday 06 pm.
Every Saturday 05 pm.