Here is the place; here
the way unfolds. The boundary of realization
is not distinct, for the realization
comes forth simultaneously with the mastery
of buddha-dharma.
Do not suppose that what
you realize becomes your knowledge and
is grasped by your consciousness. Although
actualized immediately, the inconceivable
may not be apparent. Its appearance is
beyond your knowledge
Here is the place; here the way
unfolds.
Where is "here"?
The boundary of realization is
not distinct
Reflect: Do you —really — think
that realixation is something distinct, something
you can reach, something you can identify
as different from non-realization?
It’s not about a dichotomy — that's
realization, that's not. Oh that's realization over
there, but that over there is not.
for the realization comes forth
simultaneously with the mastery of buddha-dharma.
With the complete engagement.
Do
not suppose that what you realize becomes your
knowledge and is grasped by your consciousness.
"Oh I know that realization. I’ll put
it away and then I can take it off the shelf later." It’s
not like that.
Although actualized immediately,
the inconceivable may not be apparent.
You let it go. If a bird flies into
your hand, you grasp it and then you let it go. Do
you think you can hold on to that bird?
Its appearance is beyond your
knowledge
You participate with it.
GK18???? audio Some
of you may be thinking – “What are
they talking about? What is this inconceivability?
I understand things.” But do you really?
When we step back, the world is just incredible.
Who could have imagined it? Could you have made
it up? I think people believe in god just because
they can’t believe there’s any other
way this could have happened. -there had to be
somebody more magical. But here I am - sitting
in SF, teaching about the genjo koan, which was
written 750 years ago, in Japanese, talking in
English, on a round ball that’s hurtling
through space. with a body that’s awkward
at best – with blood pounding through it,
lots of cells somehow working together somehow
to create this illusion of Michael, and your illusion
of whoever you are. And something’s being
communicated. It’s unbelievable. it’s
inconceivable. And even the story you can tell
to make it conceivable is almost as inconceivable
as that. (reads through again)
