How my koan practice has evolved over the years.

[tlowedajuicemayne]

This is a poetic sort of reflection on how my koan practice has evolved since starting three years ago. 

 

Each time you come back to the present moment, you go a little deeper.At first it's subtle but later it becomes more potent. The realization that form is free of thought, that you are free of thought, reveals itself. Then what is it? If it is not what I think it is, then what is it really? You turn and listen, but not with your ears only. You listen with all your senses, for a reply. What is it? Listen. A wonder reveals itself, thickening each time you listen. You realize that you are made out of it. The mystery you keep returning to, its your skin and bones. It is your feelings and thoughts. It is everything. Except your thoughts about it. And simultaneously, it is those too. What is it? Mu. It is mu. Mu. mu. mu. what is it? Listen. Mu. Listen.

It is infinity!

No, Mu. 

It is God! 

mu (no)

It is being! 

mu. 

It is alien! It is beautiful! 

mu. 

Well then what is mu? 

Mu. Listen. 

Mu. Listen. 

It is - 

mu. 

Oh I know what it- 

Mu. 

Mu. 

Mu. 

Special state of consciousness appears. 

It is that! 

Mu (no) return. 

Mu. 

I get horny. 

Ooh I should have sex with my girlfriend. 

Mu. Not it. 

Mu. 

Mu. 

Mu becomes primary, the flow of events become secondary. 

Mu. 

Mu. Mu. 

Work and sleep. 

Mu. Crave and avert. 

Mu 

What is it? 

Deep feeling of mystery. 

Mu. (Disregarding it) 

Mu. 

 

 

 

Edited July 7, 2023 by tlowedajuicemayne