Zen Seeds #33

The point of zazen, says Shunryu Suzuki Roshi,
is to live each moment in complete combustion,
like a clean-burning kerosene lamp.¹

XXXIII a
Art: Constrained Creativity

In our practice the most important thing to know is that we have buddhanature. Real practice happens when realization of the buddhanature takes place. Intellectually we know that we have buddhanature and that this is what was taught by Buddha. But even though we have buddhanature, at the same time, it is rather difficult to accept it. And although we have buddhanature, at the same time, our nature has an evil side. And although buddhanature is beyond good and bad, at the same time, our everyday life is going on in the realm of good and bad. So there is a twofold reality. One is the duality of good and bad, and the other is the realm of the absolute, or no good and no bad.

Our everyday life is going on in the realm of good and bad, the realm of duality. Buddhanature is found in the realm of the absolute where there is no good and bad. Our practice is to go beyond the realm of good and bad and to realize one absolute world.
Tuco found himself idle, reading
books he'd rather not admit to reading.

After all mixing "Cowboy" and "Art"
becomes an odd, constrained meaning
to most folks. Evokes memes of campfires, sunsets, singing.

Silly stuff.
Movie stuff.

West coast isn't western.
East coast remains constrained, constipated actually.
And the mid lands go stoic
then hyper
until the weather goes muggy
and the old style air conditioners would condense water
beneath the dashboard.

So, what is it? Good? Bad?
Can't be both.
Yet
"cowboy" good
"art" good
yet, "cowboy art"....
messy stuff.

If I say it in this way, it may be rather difficult to understand. Hashimoto Roshi, the famous Zen master who passed away in 1967, explained this point. He said it is like the way we prepare food by separating the various dishes. Rice is here and pickles are over there, and soup is in the middle bowl. We don't cook gruel all the time, mixing everything up in one bowl.

To prepare each thing separately in this way is the usual world of seeming. But when you put it in your tummy - the soup, rice, pickles, and everything get all mixed up and you don't know which is which. That is the world of the absolute. As long as rice, pickles, and soup remain separate on your tray, it's not working. That is like your intellectual understanding, or book knowledge.

Zazen practice is mixing up the various ways we have of understanding and letting it all work together. How to let it work is our practice.
Tuco found himself idle, reading
books he'd rather not admit to reading.


Maybe the wrong bowls are used.
Too much "Cowboy"?
Not enough "Art"?

No.
Too much "Cowboy"
Too much "Art"

It's just "stuff"
Southwest cowboy stuff here.
Southwest art stuff there.
Some literary references stuff on the side.
Bingo, art - southwest
modern
ish.
Stuff
that no one
has
to
like.

XXXIII b
Science: Constrained Creativity

The other day, by chance, I talked about a kerosene lamp. A lamp will not work merely because it is filled with kerosene. It also needs air for combustion. And even though it has air, it needs matches to make it work. Lighting the flame with matches is our practice, which is transmitted from Buddha to us. By the aid of matches, air, and kerosene, the lamp will start to work. This is actually our zazen practice.

In the same way, even though you say, "I have buddhanature," that alone is not enough to make it work. If you have no Buddha, it doesn't work; if you have no friend or no sangha, it doesn't work. When we practice with the aid of the sangha, helped by the Buddha, we can practice our zazen in its true sense, and we will have bright light here in the Tassajara zendo.
Tuco found himself idle, reading
books he'd rather not admit to reading.


He was reading by flashlight.
The stove was butane.
Kerosene?
Been years since he'd smelled it.
You can't describe it, but you know it
when its in the air again.

He remembered that kid
about his age who was
digging a cave in the river bank
with the kid's cousin.
Was it kerosene or gasoline
that burned him
when they decided light was needed
in that deep
dark
cave.

Probably kerosene.
Not the flash
and roar
gasoline
would spray
across the afternoon
riverside.

There is light
and then there is fearful light.

What is our practice, and what is our everyday life? This we should clearly know. We should know how to extend zazen practice in our everyday life. When we are practicing zazen in this way, we have practice in its true sense. The reason it is difficult to extend our practice to city life is because of the lack of precise understanding of our Zen teaching.

Before you ask questions, you should know how to adjust the flame. To have a so-called enlightened experience is of course important. But what is more important is to know how to adjust the flame, the light, in zazen and in our everyday life. When the flame is in complete combustion, you don't smell the oil. When it is smoky, you will have a kind of smell. You may realize that it is a kerosene lamp. When your life is in complete combustion, you have no complaint, and there is no need to be aware of your practice. We should know that if we talk too much about zazen, it is already a smoky kerosene lamp.
 
Tuco found himself idle, reading
books he'd rather not admit to reading.


The memories too
are things
he'd rather not admit to.

His mind slips back to an afternoon -
middle school -
over at his buddy's place
and the grownups off
working.

So the cooking sherry is
uncooked
yet swilled for a time.
Then
climbing up into the foothills behind the house
lighting little fires on the hillside.

Until a neighbor notices and hollers at them.
Or is that yell just memory drama added
to a dumb, boring tale?

So long ago.
May have been a zen moment
but not an enlightened one.

Zazen practice is a very subtle thing. When you are working, something you do not realize will mentally and physically be realized if you practice zazen.... Some problem is necessary. It doesn't have to be a big one. Dagen Zenji says that through the difficulty you have, you can practice zazen. This is an especially meaningful point in zazen. In our everyday life, we put great emphasis on this point. So Dogen Zenji says, "Practice and enlightenment are one."

Practice is something you do consciously, something you do with effort. There! There is enlightenment! Most Zen masters missed the point. They didn't know how important this point is - they were striving to attain perfect zazen. That is Dogen's teaching, and that is how everything actually exists in this world. Things that exist are imperfect. Nothing we see or hear is perfect. But right there in that imperfection is perfect reality....
 

Tuco found himself idle, reading
books he'd rather not admit to reading.


Some problem is necessary.
Life is not perfect.
Perfection is not the goal.

Still...
it would be nice
if the clouds parted once in awhile.
Or, rather, here - in this dry here -
the clouds gathered once in awhile.

Through the daily doubt,
practice and enlightenment are one.
And, in that imperfection,
is perfect reality.

Tuco looked up
across the valley
at the foothills going rosy
as the sun sets.
He remembers mornings,
so long ago,
when the sun rose
over perfect mountains
and cast
perfect hues
across foothills
across the perfect valley.

Practice is mixing up of the various ways
we have of understanding
and letting it all work together.
How to let it work is our practice.

Memory is a guide to the possible.
Each day is effort, imperfection,
and, in that imperfection,
is perfect reality.

This dialog, this image of
perfection and not perfection
is, at heart,
not one, not two.

RD Savage
05/27/06
© 2006
¹ all quotes are from The Lamp of Zazen, excerpted in Buddhadharma, summer, 2006


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