Pilgrimages to sacred Buddhist sites led by experienced Dharma teachers. Includes daily teachings and group meditation sessions. A local English–speaking guide accompanies and assists.
"After a heavy, clinging snow"

“After a heavy, clinging snow,
snow falling from pine trees,
I like to watch,” said the Zen Master,
“a large rib of snow
falling from a high branch,
then how it bounces off, cascades
through lower branches,
sometimes to fall sudden, sometimes slow,
like the two types of Zen:
the flash card koan,
the settling down of zazen:
sudden,
gradual.”
Dick Allen is the Connecticut State Poet Laureate. His seventh poetry collection is the Zen Buddhist-oriented Present Vanishing: Poems, winner of the Connecticut Book Award for Poetry.
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