Here is a link to the Appamada site s description of the Four Seasons meditation we will be doing this Sunday from 8:00 to 10:00 AM :Message 1 of 1 , Jun 16, 2009View Source
Here is a link to the Appamada site’s description of the Four Seasons meditation we will be doing this Sunday from 8:00 to 10:00 AM : http://www.appamada.org/events/four-seasons-outdoor-zazen, which has a link to the map. Attached is a photo of the sign that is at the beginning of the trail in case you come early – otherwise just look for a bunch of cars parked on the right side just about a block after the golf course club house. If you are lost or can’t find us, call me at 809-9108.
It is about a 15 minute walk alongside a small stream from the trail head to the waterfalls and pond ( see attached photo) where we will be sitting. In addition to doing two 30 minute periods of zazen at the falls, we will also be doing a walking meditation both going to and coming from the falls. Bring a cushion or folding chair with you. There aren’t many bugs, but for those of you who attract mosquitoes, put on some mosquito lotion – if you don’t have any, I will have some DEET-based repellant available for use at the trail head. For an organic approach, Lisa B. recommends repellants containing geraniol, a plant-derived compound, or neem oil, from the Indian tree Azadirachta indica.
(Afterwards, for coffee/tea, we will go to the Starbucks that is in the strip mall with the HEB that is at the corner of 2222 and 620.)
Below, I have a quote from Anthony De Mello’s book “The Song of the Bird” to get us in the mood.
Hope to see you there,
“DID YOU HEAR THAT BIRD SING?
Hindu India developed a magnificent image to describe God’s relationship with creation. God “dances” creation. God is the dancer, creation is the dance. The dance is different from the dancer, yet it has no existence apart from the dancer. You cannot take it home in a box if it pleases you. The moment the dancer stops, the dance ceases to be.
In our quest for God, we think too much, reflect too much, talk too much. Even when we look at this dance that we call creation, we are the whole time thinking, talking, reflecting, analyzing, philosophizing. Words. Noise.
Be silent and contemplate the dance. Just look: a star, a flower, a fading leaf, a bird, a stone . . . any fragment of the dance will do. Look. Listen. Smell. Touch. Taste. And hopefully, it won’t be long before you see the dancer!
The disciple was always complaining to his master, “You are hiding the final secret of Zen from me.”
And he would not accept the master’s denials.
One day they were walking in the hills when they heard a bird sing.
“Did you hear that bird sing? said the master.
“Yes” said the disciple.
“Well, now you know that I have hidden nothing from you.”
If you really heard a bird sing, if you really saw a tree . . . you would know. Beyond words and concepts.
What was that you said? You have heard dozens of birds sing and seen hundreds of trees? Ah, was it the tree you saw or the label? If you look at a tree and see a tree, you have really not seen the tree. When you look at the tree and see a miracle – then, at last, you have seen! Did your heart never fill with wordless wonder when you heard a bird in song?”