When Zen master Fa-ch'an was dying, a squirrel screeched on the roof. It's "just this" he said, "and nothing more."
Holbrook (Sarah Webb)
Sarah Webb spent the last three summers on the road (half camping alone). She wanted to see if silent presence with trees and mountains might deepen her practice. This essay is drawn from journal entries at one of her camps.
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