

Shinkyū
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@durdfarm
dad, zen priest currently living on couches in MI, Dogen stan






fiancé was up half the night with the baby, who was inconsolable for much of it. this morning i heard him thru earplugs and 2 closed doors and went in, and the instant i took him he stopped crying. i soothed him for a few minutes and handed him back, and he immediately started screaming again despite fiancé doing everything identically to me. we are generally pretty equal in how much time we spend taking care of the baby, so it’s not like the baby’s more familiar with me. it’s nice to have this superpower but also i do not want the related responsibilities.









“There is a Zen story (very funny — ha-ha) about a monk who, having failed to achieve ‘enlightenment’ (brain-change) through the normal Zen methods, was told by his teacher to think of nothing but an ox. Day after day after day, the monk thought of the ox, visualized the ox, meditated on the ox. Finally, one day, the teacher came to the monk’s cell and said, ‘Come out here — I want to talk to you.’ ‘I can’t get out,’ the monk said. ‘My horns won’t fit through the door.’ I can’t get out . . . At these words, the monk was ‘enlightened.’ Never mind what ‘enlightenment’ means, right now. The monk went through some species of brain change, obviously. He had developed the delusion that he was an ox, and awakening from that hypnoidal state he saw through the mechanism of all other delusions and how they robotize us. EXERCIZES” Robert Anton Wilson