‘Your body sits silently; your mind quiescent, unmoving. Your mouth is so still that moss grows around it. Grass sprouts from your tongue. Do this without cease, cleansing the mind until it gains the clarity of an autumn pool, bright as the moon illuminating the evening sky.’ (quoted in The Poetry of Enlightenment)

I took this book on my last trip to Wilbur, and enjoyed reading from it at quiet moments. I didn’t think that this would be a good passage to share at a meditation instruction, but for more experienced sitters, I think the image would be inspiring. If not, stick with what Gesshin and Brad have offered (or you could even listen to what I have to say on the subject).

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