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My Zen Master said: 36

“Tell me, Everyman: what springs to mind if I ask you how this morning has gone for you?” “Good question!” I replied. “Hares!” “Hairs!” My

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My Zen Master said: 35

“Pure white.” Just that! It was a whisper, in the middle of our meditation together…I looked at My Zen Master: eyes still gently closed. Nothing

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My Zen Master said: 34

“Everyman! I have a question for you!” “Good!” I replied, expecting some great philosophical query. “How long do you think,” My Zen Master paused. “Yes…”

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