| Zen master: Jingshan (J., Dokin) Zen disciples: |
| born: 741 died: 824 place: China |
| stories: Osho: Zen: The Solitary Bird, Cuckoo of the Forest, ch.5 The Great Zen Master Ta Hui, ch. 2 |
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| Dokin's disciple, Dorin, became a monk at the age of nine, took the vows at twenty-one, and studied the Kegon Sutra. Later in life he entered the dense pine forest of Mount Shimbo, and did Zazen up a tree. For this reason he was called Choka Zenji, meaning "Bird-nest Zenji," and Jakuso zenji, meaning "Magpie nest," by his contemporaries because the birds and magpies built their nests beside him. When the prefect of the district, called Hakurakuten, came to visit Dorin, he remarked, "You are in a very dangerous place!" Dorin said, "You are in a more dangerous one!" Hakurakuten asked, "What's dangerous about being in charge of this province?" Dorin replied, "How can you say that you are not in danger when your passions are burning like fire and you can't stop worrying about this and that?" Hakurakuten then asked, "What is the essence of Buddhism?" Dorin answered in the words of Shakyamuni:
To do all good, To purify oneself – This is the teaching of all the Buddhas. Hakurakuten said, "Any child of three knows this." Dorin said, "That's so – any child of three knows it, but even a man of eighty can't do it." Dorin is right when he says, "That is so – any child of three knows it, but even a man of eighty can't do it." The question is not knowing the words, the question is knowing the source from where all these roses grow. Going to the very roots, watering and taking care of those roots, the flowers will come in their own season. But people are topsy-turvy. They start from the roses. Then, naturally, they end up with plastic roses. Begin with the roots! They are hidden deep in the earth. Your flowers also have roots – unless you go deep inside you, you will not find out how Buddha blossoms like a lotus, how fragrant a mystic becomes ... how in the presence of the awakened person there is a magic, a song without sound, a poetry without words, and a tremendous magnetic force which gives stupid people a wrong idea, as if the awakened person is hypnotizing you. The awakened person does not do anything, but his very presence is hypnotizing. He does not hypnotize you. You suddenly fall into a deep silence, a peace that you have never known before... --Osho Zen: The Solitary Bird, Cuckoo of the Forest, ch. 5 |