PZI Events Calendar
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F E A T U R E D
Sundays with John Tarrant: Next on May 22nd
Weekly Meditation & Talks: Monday – Thursday, join us
Alternating Tuesdays: PZI Talk LIVE! with Gaffney & Hitchcock next on May 24th
Looking Ahead: Santa Sabina Summer Sesshin in June
Next: David Parks’ Dragon Series in May, Morten Schlutter on May 23rd
The Journey Continues – Salt, Sauce, & Somersaults: Sunday Meditation & Talk with John Tarrant & Friends
May 22 @ 10:30 am - 12:00 pmFree – $10
The journey to enlightenment is always going on whether we notice it or not, even if we are sure that we are headed in the wrong direction. Sometimes you just stroll along and one day a thought appears like a cloud, “Hang on, the fullness of this life, the vividness in my hands, is the same as the vividness in the stars.” Trees have it, birds have it, tortillas have it, and ants. Things have a perfection in them. Sometimes it’s a shock and sometimes it’s more like, “I knew this all along.”
Sometimes the expression is playful.
Puhua was always laughing and jolly. He wandered about, carrying a carpet and cloth sack. In the sack were bowls and plates, fish, tiles, rocks, phones, chargers for different phones, meat, insurance forms, rice, poems, brushes, pens, keys, hair dryers. He would spread the carpet in the plaza and empty out the sack. He would hold up items from the sack and say, “What is this?”
We are always in the middle of it, and it is always in the plainness of things, which is why temples are often sparse.
Once, there were great troubles in the land, and the teacher had no news of Mazu in the twenty years since he had gone off to start his own place. So the teacher sent someone to ask, “How are you?”
Mazu told him, “It’s been 20 years of temporary getting-by but I’ve never lacked salt and sauce.”
When Panshan Baoji was near death, he said to the monks, “Is there anyone among you who can draw my likeness?”
Many of the monks made drawings for Panshan, but none were to his liking.
The monk Puhua stepped forward and said, “I can draw it.”
Panshan said, “Why don’t you show it to me?”
Puhua then turned a somersault and went out.
Panshan said, “Someday, that fellow will teach others in a crazy manner!”
Having said these words, Panshan passed away.
Meditation is not a task with a known goal. It’s something you can’t do wrong, a chance for the things of this world to come towards you and to meet you, for doors to open by themselves, and for us to see where the ancient paths lead.
—John Tarrant Roshi and all of us at PZI
We remain in a PZI Zen Online format for these weekly gatherings, during this ongoing pandemic time. Join us in the PZI Digital Temple on Sunday.