"Even the general took off his armor to admire the peonies."
Zen poem.
This Zen poem is packed with Buddhist ideals. Today, I want to talk about
"appreciation" in the Buddhist sense, the appreciation that
encompasses all beings.
Appreciation as defined by Webster is the recognition of a quality, value,
significance of people and things; an expression of gratitude; awareness of
delicate perception, especially the aesthetic qualities.
From the poem we learn that respect is an aspect of appreciation. In this
case, appropriate attire was the sign of respect. In other situations it might
be the same or different. The expression of respect can be through body,
speech or mind.
For us, bowing is a sign of respect. We bow to our Buddha Nature, the
Buddha image.
We bow to our cushions as the seat of enlightenment, then to the Sangha,
the community of fellow practitioners. We bow to our ancestors during service
and when we greet or bid farewell to each other.
In the expression of speech, we use kind, wholesome words to communicate
respect. Our tone is usually subdued, our language, more formal, and we make
eye contact to convey sincerity.
When we appreciate persons, sentient beings and things, we may have the
thought they too have buddha nature and one day will be a buddha.
Appreciation, when practiced in this way, has the aspect of equanimity. When
fully practicing appreciation, all beings, inanimate objects, all are equally
valuable. All have buddha nature. All are interconnected. One handles objects
with care, notes the small and the large.
Our general also was aware of the event. He was so mindful that he realized
armor was not appropriate. So appreciation is grounded in mindfulness, in
awareness.
When the time is right, just like the general, we let go. We abandon our
discussive thoughts, our troubles, and plans for the moment of appreciation.
Then, we focus our being on the object of appreciation. Suddenly, our thinking
is stopped . We are no longer separate from the object or person. Appreciation
is nondual expression.
It is here in the meeting of the appreciated and the appreciator that
emptiness comes forth. The experience is direct.
Appreciation is included in Love. Appreciation is the precursor, the
prelude, the prerequisite to love. It takes you down the path to love and
prepares you along the way.
Sometimes in our quest for Love, we can't find it. There are moments,
sometime days, like this. So, when you can't find Love, look around you to see
what you can appreciate. If you practice in this way, you will find your way.
There can be downside to appreciation if we start grasping at that which we
are appreciating. This is something we all have done. You may observe yourself
appreciating something then a desire to own it, take it, comes up. Now, we
have another opportunity to let go. Of our thoughts and desires. This all
happens quite quickly. Experienced meditators can spot the mind spinning the
story and apply an antidote.
In Spring, our Zen ancestors expressed their appreciation for the seasonal
gifts:
Red Peach Blossoms over the Wall of a Village House 1
Kisei Reigen, GBSS II:201
The path meanders in and out through villages and flooded fields:
Whose house could this be, its small peach tree so red?
Stray branches appear and disappear from behind the wall--
The gate to the bamboo grove is shut: must be guarding his blossoms.
Viewing Blossoms at Kannonji and Eimyoji 2
GIDO SHUSHIN, GBZS II 450[583]
At Kannonji and north at Eimyoji,
Few visitors walk the secluded paths deep in spring
On the single tree in an empty garden, blossoms like snow--
Incredible how few colors spring requires.
Writing a Spell to Protect Blossoms 3
KEIJO SHURIN, GBZS IV:133
Wind and rain just as the blossoms are falling!
I laught as I write an incantation to hang on the flowering branches
People returning home sobering up from their wine will have a hard
time reading this--
Slanting across the sparse plum shadows, a poetic charm in Sanskrit.
A Message to Someone Whose Blossoms I Saw From A Distance 4
KISEI REIGEN, GBSS II:219
Far off there in the distance – is that a peach tree? An apricot?
Up to the gate without bothering to ask whose house it might be;
The whole spring, just like some crazy butterfly,
I'll go anywhere for the sake of blossoms.
Viewing Blossoms at a Mountain Temple 5
KEIJO SHURIN, GBZS IV:84
The road enters the green mountains near evening's dark;
Beneath the white cherry trees, a Buddhist temple
Whose priest doesn't know what regret for spring's passing means--
Each stroke of his bell startles more blossoms into falling.
Letters from Emptiness
Although we have no actual written communication
from the world of emptiness, we have some hints
or suggestions about what is going on in that world,
and that is, you might say, enlightenment.
When you see plum blossoms
or hear the sound of a small stone hitting bamboo,
that is a letter from the world of emptiness.
Here are today's questions:
How am I receiving the letters?
How am I receiving life?