Lotus of the Heart > Path of Spirit > being nobody and nothing and silence


quietly resting on a limb~on being nobody

Apr 27, 2020

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Brian Wilcox. 'yellow daffodil'

A disciple asked the Sage, "Would you demonstrate for us the highest form of meditation?" Others present nodded that they agreed with this wish. The Sage said, "Okay." The Sage continued sitting upright, not speaking; in fact, he did not appear to be doing anything. After several minutes, the questioner said, "I thought you were going to demonstrate the highest form of meditation?" The Sage said, "Where were you - I did?"

The Sage's demonstration finds a parallel in the life of Licchavi Vimalakirti, who may have been a contemporary of the Buddha.

Sometimes silence seems more eloquent.
Then the crown prince Manjushri said to the Licchavi Vimalakirti, "We have all given our own teachings, noble sir. Now, may you elucidate the teaching of the entrance into the principle of nonduality!" Thereupon, the Licchavi Vimalakirti kept his silence, saying nothing at all.
He refuses to reduce wisdom to concepts. Exiled into the world of knowledge and language, wisdom is stammering, clumsy.

*Charles Genoud. Beyond Tranquility.

Shoichi (1200s) was a one-eyed Japanese Zen teacher in Tofuku temple, in Kyoto; he sparkled with enlightenment. Day and night, the temple stood in silence, and Shoichi even abolished the reciting of sutras, or scriptures. His followers had nothing to do but meditate in silence. When Shoichi died, an aged neighbor heard bells ringing and recitation of sutras. She knew Shoichi had passed on.

we avoid - even flee - silence

in silence
we unbecome
being a somebody

the sense-of-self is
"I'm somebody"

in silence
we become what we are
nobody, no one, nothing

we unbecome
attachment to effort

we try to do something
in silence
to be somebody

this perpetuates
our relative self-sense
in meditation

we may even
see ourself
to be a good meditator
to be a spiritual person
or worse, enlightened

being somebody, anybody
doing something, anything
bolsters our false sense of self

the highest form of meditation
is no meditation

when a bird is quietly resting on a limb
is the bird trying to be something
by doing something?

the bird
can be
your teacher

in silence
when relaxed into

leads to
release of
being a somebody doing something

yet the key here is
not trying not to be
somebody doing something

the effort to be nobody
to do nothing
is somebody doing something

when even the thought
of being somebody doing something
is only a thought

this means
you simply can't be

what arises when relaxing with silence?
being be-ing
Pure Presence

hence silence
is not an absence
is a fullness

settling into this
what appears?
not pleasure

one is not merely relaxing
one is not zoned out
one is not visualizing something

one is in union with
wakeful openness
to the spirit-of-life

this wakefulness
being open to oneself
is the same as to the spirit-of-life

silence then
denudes us of what has
led to all our suffering -
our sense of being a separate-autonomous-self

in silence
the veil departs
we are neither
this nor that

we gradually desire silence
finding it our
natural habitat

which we act
from the heart

and the more we enter silence
the more we are denuded
of a felt-need
to be someone

we see
the someone we thought we were
was that - a thought

how odd
we were trying to be
a thought

so the late Zen Master, Kodo Sawaki, said:
Each of us is born naked but
We find consolation in words,
when everyone is simply naked

returning to this nakedness
we return to innocence
silence becomes our consolation
now we flow with Life, being Life

️ Brian Wilcox, 2020

*Brian can be contacted at briankwilcox@gmx.com; his book, An Ache for Union: Poems on Oneness with God through Love, is available through major online booksellers, including Amazon and Books-A-Million, or via the publisher, AuthorHouse.

*Each of us is born naked... From Kosho Uchiyama Roshi. Zen Teaching of Homeless Kodo.


Lotus of the Heart > Path of Spirit > being nobody and nothing and silence

©Brian Wilcox 2020