Traces of birds. Hearts of fish. Footsteps of Buddhas. The strains of Dogen's Yuibutsu Yobutsu softly played throughout the recent Cultivating the Way Sesshin at the Empty Field Zendo.
Like a bird learns to fly, studying the self leads to freedom. In the search for permanence, continuity, and safety, we often fashion a two-dimensional, static map of the boundaries between ourselves
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