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Drop all 'isms'
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Mind of a Sage
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Judging a saint
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The Fake Monk
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Rinzai's Answer
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Mystic Rengetsu
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Zen
Master Sekito
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Zen Sage & Thief
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Zen Master in Jail
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Buddha’s message
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The Game of Chess
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Innocence is Divine
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Master's Compassion
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Knowledge is Trouble
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Respond with awareness
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Tetsugen
3 set of
sutras
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You are already a Buddha
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Sound of one Hand Clapping
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Master waits 4 right Moment
- Stories 1 - 2
- Stories 3 - 4
- Stories 5 - 7
- Stories 8-9
- Stories 10
- Stories 11
- Stories 12-14
- Stories 15-16
- Stories 17-18
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- Stories 98 -101
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5. If You Love, Love Openly
Twenty monks and one nun, who was named Eshun, were practicing
meditation with a certain Zen master. Eshun was very pretty even
though her head was shaved and her dress plain. Several monks
secretly fell in love with her.
One of them wrote her a love letter, insisting upon a private
meeting. Eshun did not reply. The following day the master gave a
lecture to the group, and when it was over, Eshun arose.Addressing
the one who had written her, she said: 'If you really love me so
much, come and embrace me now.’
6. No Loving-Kindness
There was an old woman in China who had supported a monk for over
twenty years. She had built a little hut for him and fed him while
he was meditating.
Finally she wondered just what progress he had made in all this
time. To find out, she obtained the help of a girl rich in desire.
'Go and embrace him,' she told her;' and then ask him suddenly:
"What now?"
The girl called upon the monk and without much ado caressed him,
asking him what he was going to do about it.
'An old tree grows on a cold rock in winter,' replied the monk
somewhat poetically. ‘Nowhere is there any warmth.'
The girl returned and related what he had said. ‘To think I fed that
fellow for twenty years!’ exclaimed the old woman in anger.' He
showed no consideration for your need, no disposition to explain
your condition. He need not have responded to passion, but at last
he should have evidenced some compassion.'
She at once went to the hut of the monk and burned it down.
7. Announcement
Tanzan wrote sixty postal cards on the last day of his life, and
asked an attendant to mail them. Then he passed away.
The cards read:
I am departing from this world.
This is my last announcement.
Tanzan
27 July 1892
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