November 1962

Originally offered: November 1st, 1962 | Modified October 27th, 2009 by korin

Shunryū Suzuki-rōshi

BLUE CLIFF RECORD, Case 6

Ummon’s EVERY DAY IS A GOOD DAY

[Date unknown; thought to be 1962]

Um-mon Bun-en (Yun-men Wen-yen) was a disciple of Sep-pō (Hsueh-feng I-ts’un).  He died in 949.

Introductory Comments by Suzuki-rōshi

Each existence, animate and inanimate, is changing during every moment day and night.  The change is like flowing water which does not ever come back and which reveals its true nature in its eternal travel.

Water flowing and clouds drifting are similar to a well-trained old Zen master.  The true nature of water and clouds is like the determined, single-minded, traveling monks, who do not take off their traveling sandals even under the roof of sages.  Worldly pleasure, philosophical pursuit, or whimsical ideas do not interest the traveling monk, sincere to his true nature, for he does not want to be fat and idle.  Such a monk does not care for hospitality which would stop his travels.  He recognizes as true friends only those who travel with him on the way.

The idea of this kind of travel may make you feel lonely and helpless.

In Japan, Zen is understood by the word wabi or sabi.  These two words are nouns, but today they are used mostly as adjectives:  wabishi or sabishi.  One meaning of wabishi and sabishi is lonesome and monotonous.  The intellectuals understand these words to mean the simplest and most humble form and style of beauty.

In the strict sense, wabi and sabi mean reality which does not belong to any category of subjectivity or objectivity, simple or fancy.  However, it is this reality that makes subjective and objective observation possible and perfect, and that means everything, simple or fancy, able to come home to our heart.  In the realm of wabi or sabi, even on one drop of dew you will see the whole universe.

Contrary to wabi and sabi, usually when some object is put into the range of perception, our first reaction is not acceptance, but rather rationality, repulsion, or emotional disturbance.  The way of Western civilization is not directed at acceptance so much as at “how to organize many objects and ideas in the realm of perception or thinking” and “how to control the sense data of the sensual world.”

In the world of wabi and sabi there is no attempt, no attainment, no anger, no joy, sorrow, or any waves of mind of this kind whatsoever.  Each existence in this world is the fruit of subjective self-training and objective pure and direct understanding.  The savor of fruits comes home to our heart, and confirmation of reality takes place.  We observe falling flowers at their best.  By repeating this kind of direct experience, one may have calm and deep understand of life and deliverance from it, like a traveling monk who has full appreciation of everything and is nonetheless completely detached from it.

Now may I call your attention to the following subject:

Main Subject by Set-chō (presented by Suzuki-rōshi)

Attention!  Um-mon introduced the subject by saying:  I do not ask you about fifteen days ago.  But what about fifteen days hence?  Come, say a word about this.  He himself replied for them:  Every day is a good day.

Commentary by Suzuki-rōshi

Today does not become yesterday, and Dōgen-zenji states that today does not become tomorrow.  Each day is its own past and future and has its own absolute value.

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This transcript is a retyping of the existing City Center transcript (thought to be based on notes by Baker-rōshi).  It is not verbatim.  No tape is available.  The City Center transcript was entered onto disk by Bill Redican (11/4/01).

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One Response to “November 1962”

  1. korin Says:

    Here is another translation of Case 6 of the Blue Cliff Record (by Cleary & Cleary):
    Yun Men said, “I don’t ask you about before the fifteenth day; try to say something about after the fifteenth day.” / Yun Men himself answered for everyone, “Every day is a good day.”
    There is no introduction to this case by Yuanwu.
    Here is the verse on this story by Xuedou:
    He throws away one,
    Picks up seven.
    Above, below, and in the four directions, there is no comparison.
    Placidly walking along, he treads down the sound of the flowing stream;
    His relaxed gaze descries the tracks of flying birds.
    The grasses grow thick,
    The mists overhand.
    ‘Round Subhuti’s cliff, the flowers make a mess;
    I snap my fingers; how lamentable is Shunyata!
    Don’t make a move!
    If you move, thirty blows!

    Dogen’s discusses today and tomorrow in Shobogenzo Uji (“Time-Being”) and indirectly in Genjo Koan (“Realizing the Koan” – the section on firewood and ash).

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