Customer Review
- Reviewed in the United States on April 3, 2020I have finally read one of Alan's books! I'm a big fan of Watts, and have listened to lots of his lectures and audiobooks but have never sat down to read his words rather than listen to them. Even switching formats I couldn't help but read it in Alan's voice. I think I picked a good one to start with too, seeing as how packed with information it is. I think half of it would have passed me by had I tried to listen to it instead. And the thing is that as dense as it is it's rich, and to me endlessly interesting material. This was the kind of book that I found myself highlighting or notating nearly every other page, and I know that revisiting those highlights will be something I do quite often. Not all of it was entirely new material for me, but it's presented and discussed in that inimitably 'Alan Watts' way that offers a clear perspective. And for a book published in 1957 it holds up remarkably well. Zen is--after all--a 'liberation from time'.
Anyone interested in the history and development of Zen practice (through it's roots in Taoism and Buddhism) as well as its principles and practice (in natural life and in the arts) should look no further than Alan's book. He presents ideas that are as frustrating as they are revelatory. The kind of ideas that you must not grasp to grasp. Ones that are grown of spontaneity rather than created by trying. It's fun to think about, fun to read, and offers plenty for an eventual reread as well. I loved it.
'Awakening almost necessarily involves a sense of relief because it brings to an end the habitual psychological cramp of trying to grasp the mind with the mind, which in turn generates the ego with all its conflicts and defenses. In time, the sense of relief wears off–but not the awakening, unless one has confused it with the sense of relief and has attempted to exploit it by indulging in ecstasy. Awakening is thus only incidentally pleasant or ecstatic, only at first an experience of intense emotional release. But in itself it is just the ending of an artificial and absurd use of the mind.'
