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On Practicing Without a Temple
Like a Dream, Like a Fantasy
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For many years I have practiced without a temple, without a sangha of robed monks, without any of the traditional supports. Some say this is not real Zen. But I ask: did the Buddha have a temple when he sat under the Bodhi tree? The sky was his roof, the earth was his cushion. Wherever you sit with sincerity, that place becomes a temple. Wherever two or three gather to investigate the great matter of birth and death, that is a sangha. Do not wait for perfect conditions. Sit now, just as you are.
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By Nyogen Senzaki
From Like a Dream, Like a Fantasy
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Like a Dream, Like a Fantasy: On Practicing Without a Temple