Harmonious notes always result from the sympathetic resonance of two or more chords. Zen is an experience actual and personal, and not a knowledge to be gained by analysis or comparison. In other words psychologically Zen releases whatever energies we may have in store, of which we are not conscious in ordinary circumstances.
D.T. Suzuki wrote those thoughts in the introduction to his 1927 work, Essays in Zen Buddhism. At first glance his thoughts dabble in a world that is foreign; a world of ethnicity that is shrouded in Eastern religious beliefs. But, Suzuki was fluent in five languages so he had the ability to translate Chinese and Japanese thoughts about Zen into understandable English.
We really don’t spend a great deal of time worrying about the experience or the meaning of Zen. When we do experience it, we call it by another name; one that might drawn a better image of what happens when an innate light bulb turns on by itself, and we sense an inner aspect of the self living through the experience. Just like physical races our psyche races mix and produce energy that’s not definable.
We rely on religion to interpret these surreal thoughts since it is the only tangible belief that deals with non-physical energy in a sane, but distorted way. We physically live to experience manifested thoughts. When we make important decisions, we arouse all portions of the psyche and within those portions Zen thrives. Zen never rests on our platform of probabilities, which we call the reality of time.
The definition of Zen as Suzuki explains is ‘no-thing’ or ‘not a thing is.’ When we sense this force of consciousness explode within us, our reality expands and we touch a portion of the psyche that quietly sits in our multiplicity. We usually identify it with something outside of our physical self.
Our inner world has a psychological infinity that reaches into the past as well as the future. Our true identity reaches into all probabilities even the ones beyond the future and past. In that timeless pocket of the self Zenness speaks, and it tells us there’s infinity in each moment.
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