Showing posts with label oxherding. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oxherding. Show all posts

Monday, April 20, 2009

FINDING THE TRACKS
 - Part II

Innumerable footprints 
has he seen in the forest and along the water's edge. 
Over yonder does he see the trampled grass?
 Even the deepest gorges of the topmost mountains 
can't hide this Ox's nose which reaches right to heaven.

At this stage, the searcher finds indications, clues in one or more spiritual traditions, he is attracted by books of wisdom, he assists to conferences on the subject, he meets masters and notices that there are others that have followed the same path, he is not the first person to have noticed that there is something subtle to attain. Through these he experiences sensations related to the spirit. In the first image the farmer searches all over, without a specific order, whereas in the second image his search is more focussed and better oriented.

Try to picture yourself as the ox, then as the farmer.

Finally as both!

LET YOUR MINDFLOW…
To be continued…

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Taming the wild ox - Part I

This always intrigued me. I know this pictures for years, but they are still new.
The Ten Oxherding Pictures, by Zen Master Kakuan, China, 12th C.

Those pictures are old, but they have everything they need to stay ahead of us. They have us inside.
So I'd like to propose a journey through them... through us. Trying to understand them made me closer to myself and every time I notice I couldn't be so far.

Here we go!

1. SEEKING THE OX
Desolated through forests and fearful in jungles, he is seeking an Ox which he does not find. Up and down dark, nameless, wide-flowing rivers, in deep mountain thickets he treads many bypaths.
Bone-tired, heart-weary, he carries on his search for this something which he yet cannot find. At evening he hears cicadas chirping in the trees.

The Ox has never really gone, so why search for it? Suddenly he finds himself confronted by a maze of crisscrossing roads.
Greed for worldly gain and dread of loss spring up like searing flames, ideas of right and wrong dart out like daggers.

Looking forward to FINDING THE TRACKS

LET YOUR MINDFLOW...