There’s this stanza in a Zen chant credited to Chinese lay practitioner Master Seng-ts’an (d. 609):
The Great Way is not difficult for those who do not pick and choose.
When preferences are cast aside the Way stands clear and undisguised.
It popped into my mind as I sat on the cushion this morning. It showed up as I was silently complaining about this and that: the delivery truck making those beeping noises as it backed up into our narrow street, the length of time my visiting friend was using the shower upstairs, the way my left leg felt pinched as I sat cross-legged, and, thinking in ever larger circles, how I don’t like getting older, and how, to my dislike, death is looming everywhere (Japan, Lybia, etc.). And on and on … till I stopped chasing thoughts and escorted my awareness to my breath, in this moment, on this cushion.
And then, deliberately, to another line:
And not to see the Way’s deep truth disturbs the mind’s essential peace.