‘Its source is neither from heaven nor from earth;
its heroism does not depend upon the changing seasons.
Then from where does it arise?’
Chan Master Fenyang
‘Its source is neither from heaven nor from earth;
its heroism does not depend upon the changing seasons.
Then from where does it arise?’
Chan Master Fenyang
‘Simultaneous Awareness of Both
The jade-green lady throws her shuttle
upon the whirling loom;
the stone man beats his drum:
Boom! Boom!’
Chan Master Fenyang
‘A great, wise person looks at it
And does not get involved.’
Chan Master Fenyang
‘The midnight moon shines brightly;
the sun must yield greeting to the dawn.
The Real within the Apparent
From a single hair a mighty tree grows;
a drop of water swells into a river.’
Chan Master Fenyang
‘I hear it spoken, my mind does not arise — This is gossip. It stops at me.’
Chan Master Fenyang
‘I hear it spoken, my mind does not arise — This is gossip. It stops at me.’
Chan Master Fenyang
‘None may consider himself the same a moment after.’
Chan Master Fenyang
‘None may consider himself the same a moment after.’
Chan Master Fenyang