"Tsugen Jakurei (1322-1391) is the best known of the five chief disciples of Gasan. Highly gifted, he read the Buddhist sutras as a young boy and at seventeen decided to be a monk. He took his first steps in the monastic life in his native Kyushu, but soon traveled north to present himself before the doors of Daijo-ji in Kaga, where Meiho Sotetsu received him warmly. Tsugen, a determined searcher of the Way, carried on his practice continually by day and by night and elicited the admiration and wonder not only of his fellow monks but also of the surrounding population. After more than ten years at Daijo-ji, he moved to Soji-ji in 1352, hoping that Gasan's direction would bring his progress along the path of enlightenment to completion. In 1356 he had an experience of the great enlightenment at Soji-ji."
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Heinrich Dumoulin, ‎James W. Heisig, ‎Paul F. Knitter. Zen Buddhism: a history. 1989. p. 210
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Tsugen Jakurei
Tsugen Jakurei (1322 - May 5, 1391) was a Japanese Zen monk and poet, known as one of the main disciples of Gasan.
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