ZENEGRAMS – telegrams from sartori

Try to get out of your mind. You can’t. It’s like trying to eat your own mouth.

If you sit long enough with a focus on your breathing, you will notice that your mind wanders around with inconstant velocity, sometimes slow, sometimes fast. You can either keep coming back to your focusing breath or follow the thoughts that move through your mind. Either way, your mind shifts into another mind, only being one kind of mind at any moment. No matter what thoughts or feelings you have you always are in the mind, there is no stopping it. Everything we do comes out of the mind and always comes back into it.

Your life is a sort of hologram of your mind. Wherever the radiance of your mind flows the hologram stretches. What you call you is the encircling hologram that your mind imputes through the universe. The universe grows you and you grow the universe and there is no way out of the mind that you grow.   

Zen cannot be grasped, it cannot be taught, it cannot be achieved.  Zen is impossible.  

Zen is the wordless language of being here now.  It does not strive to become.  It is.  Zen is the bird flying over the face of the moon-glazed lake. The Zen of Tao is also the Tao of Zen. The branch grows out of the trunk that grows out of the ground that grows out of fallen leaves. What turns is turned around.

Achieve the impossible. Practice Zen.