As we near what we call year’s end and then enter what we call new year, an old Zen poem comes to mind:
A water bird comes and goes,
Leaving no traces at all.
Yet it knows
How to go its own way.
May you go yours and I go mine, together on this way of awakening.
May we everyday ask ourselves, like Master Zuigan Shigen in Case 12 of the Gateless Gate, « Master, are you awake? » And may we everyday answer ourselves, like Master Zuigan, « Yes I am. »
And on your way may you find that every day is a good day.