My Damned Mother
In the early days of my Zen practice, I had a problem with my mother. She had expressed doubt about my trustworthiness in a money matter, although it was something I had taken care of honorably. The zendo would be totally silent, everything would be supportive of good zazen, and I would sit there with the mantra, "My damned mother!" Maybe if I had been guilty I wouldn't have been so troubled. My problem was self-righteousness, after all.
- Robert Aitken Roshi, Miniatures of a Zen Master
This is a scheduled post. I'm no longer on Sesshin, but will be away for a few more days. Here is some more of Aitken Roshi's Dharma.
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