ZENDU was established in 1998 as an off shoot of the

 

OSHO School for creative touch.

 

The school was established in Hamburg Germany in 1990 and moved to South Africa in 1998.

Students were looking to buy beds after their Rebalancing deep tissue massage training and instead of ordering the small amounts required for the school larger amounts were imported and ZENDU Started.

The original German beds were later produced under the same specifications and quality control by our manufacturing partners in China, German Beech wood is being shipped in returning EU containers to China and is being precision machined to create your ZENDU Bed.

 

Our massage beds are precision machined from knotless German Beech. Throughout the massage bed from cover to cables to the legs there is attention to detail and high-quality design. All tables, cable system hinges and foam undergo thorough testing before approval. Get the feeling from our CLIENT COMMENTS

 

The ZENDU name is inspired by the ZEN story 10 ZEN BULLS by Kakuan, it is a beautiful allegory of the human search for true knowledge understanding and liberation.


The ZENDU Logo is a picture of the 6th stage, one has mastered his own mind and is riding back home on its strong back.


Thus ZENDU Massage beds represent strength durability and stability as the symbol of the bull, and the monks flute melody, represents the pleasure comfort and good outcome of your use of our table .

 

g 10 ZEN BULLS by Kakuan


The bull is the eternal principle of life, truth in action. The ten bulls represent sequent steps in the realization of one's true nature. This sequence is as potent today as it was when Kakuan (1100-1200) developed it from earlier works and made his paintings of the bull.
Taken from the book: Zen Flesh, Zen bones compiled by Paul Reps, Anchor books, NY

 

1. The Search for the Bull
In the pasture of this world, I endlessly push aside the tall grasses in search of the bull. Following unnamed rivers, lost upon the interpenetrating paths of distant mountains, My strength failing and my vitality exhausted, I cannot find the bull. I only hear the locusts chirring through the forest at night
2. Discovering the Footprints
Along the riverbank under the trees, I discover footprints! Even under the fragrant grass I see his prints. Deep in remote mountains they are found. These traces no more can be hidden than one's nose, looking heavenward.
3. Perceiving the Bull 4. Catching the Bull
I seize him with a terrific struggle. His great will and power are inexhaustible. He charges to the high plateau far above the cloud-mists, Or in an impenetrable ravine he stands.
5. Taming the Bull
The whip and rope are necessary, Else he might stray off down some dusty road. Being well trained, he becomes naturally gentle. Then, unfettered, he obeys his master.
6. Riding the Bull Home
Mounting the bull, slowly I return homeward. The voice of my flute intones through the evening. Measuring with hand-beats the pulsating harmony,
I direct the endless rhythm. Whoever hears this melody will join me
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