00:00:26 - Robin opens the Intensive - ‘Trust in Mind’

00:03:53 - Hsin Hsin Ming

00:13:41 - Sitting and just noticing what arises

00:16:02 - Reflections

00:21:27 - Robin reads the Hsin Hsin Ming - and Joel reads the Translation of the Hsin Hsin Ming

00:25:21 - Dharma Activity - Robin invites people, over the next few days, to write their own translation of the Hsin hsin Ming

00:33:01 - Robin describes how the Dharma Activity will look over the next few days

00:36:33 - Participants write for 15 minutes

2024-09-06 | Day 2/Part 2 | Intensive - Trust in Mind | Sandra Medina Bocangel

00:00:26 - Dharma Talk

00:45:55 - Dharma Activity - In Pairs - 3 minutes to sit in silence - 5 minutes writing - 5 minutes each sharing - Write about any situation, with any particular person, or yourself, an encounter, and write about feelings thoughts, sensations in your body - During the sharing, just notice what is happening in your partner, their body language - looking with open curiosity.

00:00:26 - Sandra Opens up day 3 - Trust in Mind

00:04:08 - Sandra Read the Hsin Hsin Ming

00:31:10 - Trust in Mind: The Rebellion of Chinese Zen Author - Mu Soeng

00:32:28 - Dharma Activity - 3 minutes of silence - write for 10 minutes - 5 mins sharing (in pairs) - Write from a place of compassion and equanimity - noticing how your body feels

For my names they are many,

Trudy, child, tinker, mucky pup,

daughter, sister, friend, schoolgirl,

lover, student, drop out, nun, student,

shop owner, Hema, teacher, wife, mother, housewife,

student, counsellor, therapist, supervisor,

trainer, grandmother, student, teacher,

trainer, student, great grandmother,

and now a new name, and

a new family, that join the list

of things I have been and

I have done. All flow, and all ebb,

each part becoming the next thing, although

each part is also entire unto itself.

What names do we give ourselves,

what names do we cherish, or loathe.

Which names trap us, and which

free us.

There is a koan,

“Show me your original face before you were born”

now my koan is

“Tell my your name before you given one”

~Trudy Johnston

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Luzu Faces the Wall:

Case: Whenever Luzu saw a monk coming, he would immediately face the wall. Nanquan, hearing of this, said, "I usually tell them to realize mastery before the empty aeon, to understand before the buddhas appear in the world; still I haven't found one or a half. Luzu that way will go on till the year of ass.”

00:00:20 - Dharma Talk - Trust

00:24:49 - Laurie Offers a Dharma Activity

00:25:54 - Participants sit for 3 minutes, then share for 2 minutes each (Groups of 3) ( minutes total)

00:26:06 - Laurie Invites Feedback

“Losing the Trail”

~Noah Charney.

These Trees Tell a Story:

The Art of Reading Landscapes. Yale University Press;

New Haven and London: 2023.

Pages 25-26.

Following the trail is the easiest way to be lost. Sure, that trail might takes us to a preordained destination faster, but we’ll have no idea where we are when we get there. While we’re on the trail, we lose track of what’s around us and where we are in space—we are lost. We put our trust in the trail, ceding responsibility. We give up our awareness, our senses, our minds. Our interface with the landscape boils down to just two numbers: the total length of the trail and the distance we’ve traveled. Staring at the path a few feet in front of us, we are not fully engaged with the surrounding world.

Step off that path and suddenly we have to look up. Look at the shape of the land and decide how steeply we want to climb. Look at the trees in the distance and pick a target to walk toward. Keep looking behind so that we will recognize the forest when we encounter it from the other direction on our return trip. Study the shrub layer for gaps to duck through, following the occasional animal trails worn through the denser areas. Use the network of deer paths when traversing steep slopes to gain level footing. Keep an eye out for poison ivy, rose thorns, and ticks waving their arms in hopes of catching a ride. Study the patterns of light for clearings. Monitor the changing habitats near and far: white tops of sycamores in the distance signaling a creek; chestnut oaks nearby telling us we’ve reached the drier hilltops; the banjo-like plunk of a lone green frog calling from the wetland ahead that we hope to steer around. Keep an eye on the rising sun and remember where south is as we walk. This whole time, we maintain a map of the landscape in our heads, filling in the details as we go. That is how we get to know the world and our place in it.

My practice perspective on “Losing the Trail”

~ Flint Sparks

Do I dare step off the narrow path of certainty and predictability? If I do, I suddenly and naturally look up — and look out at the shape of the landscape I find myself in and decide how to take the next step. I look at the ways I have imagined my life and its fantasied destinations and then I pick a target to walk toward, knowing it is an illusory horizon, so I hold it lightly. I shouldn’t forget to look behind so that I will recognize where I came from and how it influences where I am going. Surprisingly I realize, no matter where I walk, no matter what direction, I am always home. Studying the layers of my mind and my heart for spacious openings, following the occasional trailheads worn through the denser areas of experience, I use the network of paths used by others when traversing the most challenging terrain to gain some footing. I keep an eye out for painful patterns, habits that harm, and old familiar beliefs hoping to catch a ride. I study the patterns of light and dark for clarity and openings. I monitor my changing relationships both near and far: a smile inviting connection; a dark mood signaling familiar trouble; the timber of a voice that reminds me to take extra care as I meet.

I’d best keep an eye on the rising sun of love and kindness and I hope to remember to take curiosity and compassion as my two walking poles. The map of the landscape I draw in my mind begins to shift and adapts to the every changing conditions as I go along. That is how I get to know the world of freedom and my place in it. This how I come to know the true wonder of the circle of the Way.

2024-08-26 | Depth In Practice | Book of Serenity-Case 22 Yantou's “Bow and Shout” | Thomas Cleary by Appamada

Dharma Teachings for us today:

• Suffering and dissatisfaction are woven into the fabric of life - of losing and finding/breathing in - breathing out

• Freedom and beauty are equally woven into the fabric of life - of losing and finding/breathing in - breathing out

• The liberating realizations of the Buddha ~ everything changes and everything is interdependent - help us understand this weaving and this fabric - which is nothing more than losing and finding/breathing in - breathing out

• All of this is already being lived out in every moment whether we notice it or not. The reality of life is just this everyday living, and when we can relinquish our small, individual perspectives we are better able to offer our care in the world — losing and finding/breathing in - breathing out

2024-08-19 | Depth In Practice | Book of Serenity-Case 21 Yunyan Sweeps the Ground | Thomas Cleary by Appamada