Withdraw now, from the invisible pounding and weaving of your ingrained ideas. If you want to be rid of this invisible turmoil, you must just sit through it, and let go of everything.
Attain fulfillment, and illuminate thoroughly. Light and shadow, all together, forgotten. Drop off your own skin, and the sense-dust will be fully purified. The eye then readily discerns the brightness.
Wander into the center of the circle of wonder. Casually mount the sounds and straddle the colors, while you transcend listening. And surpass watching.
Sing before the spirits, and dance with the earth deities, and you will be able to compose your own tune. And you, and I, united, will clap hands joyously, singing tung, tiddly ung tung, tiddly ung tung.
Serenity is the final word of all the teachings. Reflection is the response to all manifestations.
In stillness and serenity, words are forgotten. What is before me appears in bright clarity. Looking closely, things become spacious. Feeling deeply, life becomes vibrant. Life’s vibrancy is bright of itself. This brightness reveals the wonder. Moonlight in the dew, stars in a river. Snow on the pines. Clouds on a peak.
Through darkness, things are bright. And through concealment, they are evermore manifest. A crane dreaming in the winter mist. Autumnal waters, sounding from afar.
Endless kalpas are utterly empty, and all is totally the same. When Wonder dwells within the stillness, striving is forgotten within the brightness. What is this wonder? Seeing through confusion, awake and with clarity. The practice of stillness and bright awareness is the foundation for setting the subtlest appearance free. Truly seeing the subtlest thing, it is set free. Like a golden shuttle, through a loom of dark jade.
The true and the partial yield to one another. Light and darkness bring each other forth. When neither subject nor object is relied upon, at such basic time, they merge. And we drink the medicine of right views. And beat the poison clearing drum.
All things originate from the mind. When the whole mind is silent, all appearances end. Which is other? Which is Self? When there is no sign of differentiation, not even a single atom can be established. When not a single thought is born, you penetrate through, before the womb, and after the skin bag.
One point of inconceivable illumination. Whole, and undifferentiated. Without corners, edge or traces, that cannot be dimmed.
What cannot be dimmed is called inherent knowledge. The point of inherent knowledge is called the fundamental endowment.
When you realize all things are empty, you are free in all states of mind, and penetrate beyond through every atom of dust.
The primordial beam of light pervades everywhere, and transforms according to the energies and situations.
Everything it meets is the source. Subtly illuminating all things.
Empty, the wind in the pines, and the moon in the water, respond outwardly, without getting confused.
Live in clear harmony, without a wandering mind. Not sticking anywhere.
With a mind like spring-bearing flowers, like a mirror reflecting images, in the midst of floods of tumult, you will naturally stand serene, above it all.
When your state is thoroughly peaceful, and your livelihood is cool and serene, you will see the emptiness of the ages. There is nothing to be troubled by, nothing that can obstruct.
Empty, absolute and radiant. Clear, complete and shining. It clearly exists for all ages. Never dimmed.
If you want to remain tranquil, cover and uphold in the same way, sky and earth. Appearing or disappearing, shutting down or openning up. All are up to you.
Clean, pure, perfectly clear. The power of the eye cannot reach its bounds.
Still, silent, empty and vast. The ken of the mind cannot find its ages.
One who investigates sincerely, and really arrives, considers this the fundamental ground. Neither Buddhas, nor demons, can enter. Neither dust, nor dirt, can defile it.
There is utterly no way to study this matter. The essence lies in emptying, and opening body and mind, so that they are as vast as space.
Then you will naturally be complete, everywhere.
This awareness cannot be dimmed. This clarity cannot be confused. The moon follows the flowing waters. The rain goes with the moving clouds. Each and every sense and sensation is immediate, and absolute.
Therefore, it was said that a saint has no self. But there is nothing that is not themself. It is so obvious, so clear. You realize that gathered in, or let out, it has become a white bull, on an open ground, which you cannot drive away, even if you try.
The important function for Buddha after Buddha, and the pivotal moment for ancestor after ancestor, is to know it, without stirring anything up. And to be illumined, without setting up an opposite.
When one knows it, without stirring anything up, such knowing is naturally humble.
When one is illumined, without setting up an opposite, such illumination is naturally subtle.
Since that knowing is naturally humble, there is never a discriminating thought.
Since that illumination is naturally subtle, there is never the least outward sign of it.
Since there is never a discriminating thought, that knowing is wondrous.
With nothing left to be dealt with, since there is never the least outward sign of it, that illumination is complete.
With nothing left unrealized, the water is now so clear, you can see to its depths. As fish swim by, at their leisure.
The sky is now so clear, it is boundless. As birds fly off, leaving no trace.