this zen monk is walking along the road when he sees an old lady coming the other way. knowing her to be a nembutsu-sha, he thinks he'll have some fun. "morning grandma, off to the Pure Land are we?" the old lady says nothing but nods her head. "and Amida is there waiting for you?" again, she says nothing but vigorously shakes her head. "what? Amida not in his Western Pure Land? well then where is he??" the old lady smiles and taps her chest right where her heart is, then continues on her way. "wow!" thinks the monk, "there goes a true nembutsu-sha"
this small I is embraced by the immeasurable and boundless Amitabha Buddha. This has nothing to do with my small limited thoughts of whether I think it is so or not. It does not depend on whether I believe it or not. I am, in fact, embraced and saved by the boundless Amitabha. Being thankful for this, I chant Namu Amida Butsu. When we say this with our mouths, we are expressing our deep sense of gratitude. When we perform it with our whole body, it is zazen as the activity of the reality of life...When people of the Pure Land School chant Namu Amida Butsu they are doing zazen with their mouths, and when we do zazen, we are performing Namu Amida Butsu with our whole body
~ Kosho Uchiyama