Shundo David Haye – Zen Priest

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Clouds and Water

Redbuds always make me think of Tassajara, where I first came across them: one by the…
Like Spring Arising In Everything

The last time I went to Wilbur, I took some Hongzhi with me – as you…
Blanche Hartman

‘When I first met Suzuki Roshi, I thought, “I want to be like him!” The best…
The Beginning of Spring

The blossoms started coming out in San Francisco in spite of last week’s rain, or perhaps…
The Passengers in the Last Car

This week has been on the wet side of things. I got rained on while riding…
I am an Immigrant

My protesting days were mostly several decades ago; the early eighties was a rich time to…
Dogen’s Five-Part Harmony

‘To study the buddha way is to study the self. To study the self is to…
What I think about when I am running

It feels a little like cheating when I use public transport to take me somewhere to…
Coming and Going

It has been almost a year now that I have been commuting across the bay three…
Clouds and Water

It seemed to be auspicious timing to get out of town on Friday morning and be…