![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() No sauce, no gravy, just plain-rice sitting. So I folded my legs under me, set my spine straight, and just sat. Through him and this wonderful book, I came to see that zazen was not a passing fancy but all of life and full of life. He made it clear that practice starts right where we are, and where we are year after year for ten, twenty, thirty years. He also was unrelenting and encouraged unrelenting zazen. He was sometimes humorous, sometimes heartbreaking, and always wise. On my first read of Opening the Hand of Thought, I felt that Roshi had captured my experience not only of zazen but also of life, with words that were transparent, rendering reality accessible. In her first book in nearly 12 years, Halifax shares her intensely personal voyage into the fruitful darkness of the earth body, her encounters with Buddhist. I never met him, but his life, his perspective, his writings, and his direct way of practice met me like an old friend. Uchiyama Roshi was the abbot of Antai-ji, a small practice center near Kyoto. I had heard about Uchiyama Roshi, heard he was a plain rice roshi, someone who valued “ just sitting,” shikantaza. I don’t quite remember how Kosho Uchiyama Roshi’s treasure of a book, Opening the Hand of Thought, came to me. What Buddhist book has had a significant impact on your practice? ![]()
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