November 15, 2011 an easy 7-mile meditative run my thoughts a proverb from the enlighten one Move and the way will open From the withered tree, a flower blooms Be master of mind rather than mastered by mind, Before enlightenment; chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment, chop wood, carry water the infinite is in the finite of every instant, when walking, walk, when eating, eat
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