
When things no longer have the ability to offend you,
they cease to exist in the old way.
Jianzhi Sengcan, died 606, the Third Zen Patriarch
The word dukkha is at the heart of the Buddhist understanding of life. It essentially means that life has an element of stress that is independent of, and resistant to, all our efforts to make it perfect or carefree. Translating the word is not so easy….
‘All is suffering’ is a bad modernist translation.
What the Buddha really said is:
It’s all a mixed bag. Shit is complicated.
Everything’s f**ked up, [yet] Everything’s gorgeous.
Robin Coste Lewis, Voyage of the Sable Venus and Other Poems
This sublime poem by Ryōkan, written toward the end of his life, sees all of life in the falling maple leaf. Just like the leaf shows both front and back, life is filled with good times and challenging times, moments of happiness and unhappiness, ups and downs. We can learn from Ryōkan who simply observes the naturalness of what’s happening, without adding “it’s sad the leaf is dying. It’s sad it is falling down.” The existence of the leaf is a series of transformations and it will turn into soil, to support new life.
Showing its front
Showing its back
The maple leaf falls
Ryōkan, 1758 – 1831, Buddhist monk and hermit