In a sense, all of Buddhist
practice takes place here, in this most intimate realm: here, in the family,
shoulder to shoulder with fellow workers, beside each other on the cushion. Even
alone in a cave, there is no way out of the sense object we call the body. We
meet each other face to face, and so have all our teachers and ancestors met
each other. In this way have all the Buddhas taught. Hand to sweating hand.
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