NOTHINGNESS
A koan asks, When you
can do nothing, what do you do?
I’d like all of you to cup your hands in front of you. Now
tell me what you have in your hands. What color is it? How heavy is it? What
does it sound like?
Nothing is hard to describe, isn’t it?
This is a Zen group, and I am speaking in Zen terms, not
philosophical terms. Such philosophers as Parmeides, Heidegger, and Sarte wrote
about nothingness and my hat is off to them. But to them the question was, why
is there something rather than nothing?
If you say, “There is nothing,” then you have to
acknowledge on observer. And if there is an observer, there is something.
I can’t tell you what nothingness is. No one can. I can
scatter words around, but words fall short. In fact, when it comes to
nothingness, words are meaningless. We can talk about something, but not about
nothing. Nothingness isn’t shaped like a gourd or a bicycle. It doesn’t taste
like chicken. It isn’t green. Nothingness is what’s left when everything is
taken away.
You’ve been warned.
“The time has come,” the walrus said, “to speak of many
things. Of shoes and ships and sealing wax, and cabbages and kings.” In this
talk I’ll be speaking of many things that are a lot less tangible than shoes
and cabbages. Some may not seem to hang together, but don’t worry about that.
If you grasp them intuitively, that’s great. Otherwise, let the words and the
notions sink into your consciousness.
Remember the mirror-wiping episode of Hui-neng and
Shen-hsiu? Can anyone recall Hui-neng’s verse, or at least the gist of it?
There
is no Bodhi-tree,
Neither
is there a shining mirror.
Since
there is nothing at all,
Where
can dust collect?
Meditate on that. If you care to, take it as a koan. But
don’t pick it apart for hidden meanings. Don’t analyze the words. Don’t even
visualize mirrors and dust.
There
is no Bodhi-tree,
Neither
is there a shining mirror.
Since
there is nothing at all,
Where
can dust collect?
Think about it when you’re driving your car, when you’re
painting a wall or baking a potato, before you go to sleep, when you wake up.
See it. Grasp it. Sense it inside yourself. When you do
that you’ll be on the way to understanding nothingness.
Remember, from the first not a thing is.
Who can describe what, in Zen, is called original mind?
I’ll wait for an answer.
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Original mind is one’s mind before it becomes cluttered
with notions, ideas, rules, and regulations that are a part of living a human
life. Original mind is simple and pure. By pure I don’t mean virginal. I mean
squeaky clean.
Are you with me so far? Okay.
If
original mind is pure, why is it necessary to wipe dust off? If original mind
is pure, then dust-wiping, or rinsing with hot water, or scrubbing with a
Brillo pad has no meaning.
When you think of original mind, or your face before you
were born, you perhaps imagine original mind as something you can visualize or
describe.
Are you still with me? Okay.
If original mind is something like a book is something, then you can stand back,
figuratively speaking, and look at it. Observe it. You are here, and a book, or
original mind, is there. Right?
Not right. Original mind doesn’t have shape or form. It’s
not separate from you in place or in time. There’s no observer and observed.
There’s no distinction or separation.
You
are original mind, original mind is you.
This is very important.
Don’t mistake original mind, pure mind, true self—whatever
you choose to call it—as something separate from you. If you expect to see an
image of your pure, true self, you’ll be disappointed. Hui-neng rejected the
notion of a clean mirror by declaring there is no mirror, no dust.
Now make a big leap.
This is nothingness.
Nothingness is the doing away with all objectified
qualities. By that I mean doing away with “I am this, that is that.”
Nothingness a state of no-ness in which observer and observed are
indistinguishable.
From the first, not a thing is. When you understand this .
. . . No, when you are altogether aware of the notion of “From the first not a
thing is,” all logic and reason are wiped out. What’s left?
Nothing
is left. This is nothingness.
I’m almost finished, and I’ll wind this up with a dialogue
between Shen-hui, one of Hui-neng’s followers, and a man named Chan-yen King.
Their conversation went something like this:
Chan-yen King asked, “When the mirror has nothing to
illuminate, the illumination itself loses its meaning, doesn’t it?”
Shen-hui said, “When I talk about illumination, this
illumination is eternal and has no reference to the presence or absence of
objects.”
“Why then do you talk of illumination?”
“I talk of illumination because the mind has in it wisdom,
which illuminates the entire world-system.”
“That being so, when is it attained?”
“Just see into nothingness.”
“Even if it is nothingness, it is seeing something.
“Though it is seeing, it is not to be called something.”
If it is not to be called something, how can there be the
seeing?”
“Seeing into nothingness. This is true seeing and eternal
seeing.”
In
conclusion,
There
is no Bodhi-tree,
Neither
is there a shining mirror.
Since
there is nothing at all,
Where
can dust collect?
I hope I’ve offered you some thoughts about nothing.