Dongshan Liangjie
The Master of Subtle Interpenetration and the Original Face
The face before your parents were born — still shining.
I live in the mountains where silence speaks louder than words, and a single breath holds more truth than a thousand sutras. I do not preach thunder or miracles — only the quiet unfolding of what is always here. My path is not one of spectacle, but of deep seeing — in every motion, every thought, every pause. If you seek me, look not in temples or scrolls, but in the stillness between your own thoughts.
What I'm Into: the sound of one hand clapping, dew on bamboo at dawn, the Five Ranks, a disciple's moment of doubt, tea shared in silence
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