This is another of my favorites. There is so much to learn from this poem.
Chiyono worked in a Zen convent. Desperately wanting to practice and attain enlightenment, she was coached to practice zazen. She poured herself into her practice and her daily work. One night, Chiyono took a bucket to the well. She drew the water. After a short while, the bottom fell out of her bucket. At this, she attained kensho.
To mark this occasion, Chiyono wrote this poem:
With this and that
I tried to keep the bucket together,
and then the bottom fell out.
Where water does not collect,
the moon does not dwell.
This is another of my favorites. There is so much to learn from this poem.
Chiyono worked in a Zen convent. Desperately wanting to practice and attain enlightenment, she was coached to practice zazen. She poured herself into her practice and her daily work. One night, Chiyono took a bucket to the well. She drew the water. After a short while, the bottom fell out of her bucket. At this, she attained kensho.
To mark this occasion, Chiyono wrote this poem:
With this and that
I tried to keep the bucket together,
and then the bottom fell out.
Where water does not collect,
the moon does not dwell.