Zen

Worth bearing in mind that the word `Zen' comes from the same Indo-European root as the words `semantics' and `semaphore' and `semiotics'. Worth bearing in mind lest you, as an English (or German, French, Spanish, Russian...) speaker think of Zen as somehow alien or exotic or `Eastern'.

The word Zen means »meditation«. (It is the Japanese word, corresponding to the Chinese Ch´an and the Hindu Dhyana.) It is the central idea of a special sect of Buddhism which flourished in China during the Sung period (between a.d. 1000 and 1300) and entered Japan in the twelfth century. Without knowing much about it, we might be certain that the Zen sect was a worthy and noble one, because it produced a quantity of highly distinguished art, specifically painting. And if we knew anything about Buddhism itself, we might say that Zen goes closer than oter sects to the heart of Buddha´s teaching: because Buddha was trying to found, not a religion with temples and rituals, but a way of life based on meditation. However, there is something eccentric about the Zen life which is hard to trace in Buddha´s teaching; there is an active energy which he did not admire, there is something like a sense of humor, which he rarely displayed. The gravity and serenity of the Indian preacher are transformed, in Zen, to the earthy liveliness of Chinese and Japanese sages. The lotus brooding calmly on the water has turned into a knotted tree covered with spring blossoms.

I'd be way into Zen if it weren't for all the hitting. I used to be into it, and went to this zendo, you know? So I'm just sitting there, trying to be all zen, and then this jerk-monk bashes me on the back with a stick, and I say »hey, dude, what got up your robe?« So he says to be quiet and get back to it, so I do and am thinking about nothing but this pretty girl i once new and then BAM he hits me again, like he knew I wasn't thinking about the picture of the fat guy, so I just got up and left and I haven't missed it one bit.

Zen-wise, I achieved satori for a moment on day when discussing Spinoza. I was suddenly at one with the universe: I understood everything. Then my ego took over and I was back to »reality«.

'The body is a bodhi tree,

the soul a shining mirror.

Polish it with study

Or dust will dull the image.'

--Siddartha Gautama (The Buddha)