Good morning!
The snow fell over fields and forests, covering grass and clothing trees. The white snow purifies and brightens the world.
Dogen made a poem:
No winter grass being seen,
A white heron in a snow field
Hides itself in
Its own form.
This poem is titled Prostration. When we prostrate, we yield our small selves to the great Dharma Dhatu, world.
When we move, we notice our bodies, which we call ours. Our efforts are to sustain and satisfy them with material things and social relations.
Here self-sticking and suffering start. When we stick to anything, our minds get stuck there, and the world shrinks small and separated.
Then we lose our perspective and priority, our minds are lost in confusion and conflict, and the world lives in strife and suffering.
If we want to solve shared strife and suffering, we must see the universal truth and unconditioned peace beyond them.
When we sit solid and still, our minds settle calm and clear, and the world seems peaceful and pure beyond karma kinetics and kinema.
Sitting serene is the key to liberate one from the small self or things to the great ground or universe, from samsara suffering to awakened amrita, immortality.
2/25/11