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Tag Archives: Koan
Show Me Your Original Face (III)
Third try at the challenge of this Zen koan, a kind of riddle with no logical answer: “Show me your original face!” Before you come up blank, and the Zen master rings his little bell and you’re out, a third … Continue reading
Show Me Your Original Face (II) —
Different strokes for different folks, yes — And perhaps different images to stimulate different folks’ imaginations. I chose Picasso’s Girl Before a Mirror, almost against my will. It somehow spoke to me of the riddle posed by Yeats’ poem and … Continue reading
Show Me Your Original Face —
If I make the lashes dark And the eyes more bright And the lips more scarlet, Or ask if all be right From mirror after mirror, No vanity’s displayed: I’m looking for the face I had Before the world was … Continue reading
A Zen Story
One day, someone showed me a glass of water that was half full. And he said, “Is it half full or half empty?” So I drank the water. No more problem. — Alexander Jodorowsky If you’ve always wanted to … Continue reading