Nine-Headed Dragon River: Zen Journals 1969-1982 (Shambhala Dragon Editions)
In August 1968, naturalist-explorer Peter Matthiessen again from Africa to his domestic in Sagaponack, ny, to discover 3 Zen masters in his driveway—guests of his spouse, a brand new pupil of Zen. 13 years later, Matthiessen was once ordained a Buddhist monk. Written within the similar layout as his best-selling The Snow Leopard, Nine-Headed Dragon River finds Matthiessen's so much bold event of all: the hunt for his religious roots.
Ocean is neither around nor sq., and its traits are endless in sort. it's like a palace; it truly is like a jewel. . . . while a fish swims within the ocean, there's no restrict to the water, regardless of how a long way it swims. whilst a chicken flies within the sky, there's no restrict to the air, regardless of how a ways it flies. despite the fact that, no fish or fowl has ever left its aspect because the starting. . . .6 you might want to entreat timber and rocks to evangelise the Dharma, and also you should still ask rice fields and gardens for the.
backyard of Kyoto—at least the equivalent of the stone backyard at Ryoan-ji, or so we have been guaranteed by way of an American monk, who appeared blissful of this infrequent chance to talk with countrymen. a couple of related stone gardens, the monk acknowledged, are hidden away in cloistered courts of the hundreds of thousands of temples in Kyoto. the development in development used to be an annual commemoration of the importation of eco-friendly tea via grasp Eisai, who had used it as a stimulant for his clergymen in the course of zazen. lower than the stem eye of elder roshis,.
Of Nyogen’s American scholars went to the temple to review with him. within the counterculture interval after international conflict II, a few americans have been fascinating themselves in Zen, together with the “Beat Zen” of such writers as Allen Ginsberg, Jack Kerouac, and Gary Snyder.7 there have been additionally the spurious Zen-type teachings of the religious hustlers who preyed at the yearnings of love-addled formative years through the sixties. Ignoring the superb classes of Dr. Suzuki (a “Profile” of Dr. Suzuki seemed within the.
A rabbit got here Natsu zaski (Its) summer season front room. simply as we learn this commemorative stone, an accipitrine hawk, pearl-mantled with rufous breast, dove throughout the mountain orchard in cherry blossom gentle and vanished within the blackness of the pines. maybe this surprising hawk pursued that unseen chicken of melodious bent whose track I had heard a couple of moments ahead of, the elusive factor which, in our hurry, we have now by no means tarried lengthy adequate to discover. Basho additionally visited Ungan-ji, a Rinzai temple of.
got here a fluting birdsong. To my inquiry, the roshi acknowledged, “That is the nightingale.” A silver sake bottle, silver cups. In old costume, the mandarin girl provided in black lacquer bowls the fragile classes of kaiseki supper—hot and chilly soups, egg tofu, kelps, tempura of lotus bulb and lilac root. later on we improvised a dance at the tatami, until eventually the roshi raised his hand, summoning silence, and pointed in the course of the timber on the ocean sundown. “Please appreciate,” he murmured. “Dragon clouds.”.