Hey, that’s me! At least that’s the first thing I thought when I scrolled down while sitting here at a Panera in central Ohio, seeking respite from my folks’ wicked slow dial-up and feeling very far removed from the mountains of either PA or NH.
Zen is sometimes called “the way that is no way,” and in that spirit there’s a center in my Zen school that calls itself the Gateless Gate. So here’s your morning kong’an (koan), Dave: how do you walk through the gateless gate?
It’s 10:17am here as I type this, so I hope you’ve already attained this kong’an. ;-)