Here at the frontier, the leaves fall like rain. Although my neighbors are all barbarians, and you, you are a thousand miles away, there are still two cups at my table.
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter. If your mind isn't clouded by unnecessary things, this is the best season of your life.
If you click on the title of this post, you'll be directed specifically to some directions on how to sit in Zazen, and more generally to a page which describes the outward form of many Zen practices.
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