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A student once asked his teacher: “Do you make efforts in your practice of meditation, master?”
The master replied: “Yes, I do. When hungry, I eat; when tired, I sleep.”

The student asked: “Does not everyone make these same efforts, master?”
The master answered: “Not exactly. When they are eating, they think of a hundred kinds of necessities; when they are about to sleep, they ponder over a thousand affairs.”


Heart of a Buddha

This is an anecdote from the life of the Chinese poet and statesman of the Song Dynasty, Su Dong Po.

One day Su Dong Po was chatting with his good friend, the monk Fo Yin. At a whim Su Dong Po asked: “What do you see when you look at me?” The monk replied: “A Buddha.”

Then the monk asked Su Dong Po: “What do you see when you look at me?” Su Dong Po, being rather mischievous, gave Fo Yin a wry smile and said: “A pile of shit!”

After talking a bit more, the two parted ways. When Su Dong Po got home, he told his wife about this conversation and was expecting the lady to praise his wittiness. His wife laughed and said: “What a fool you are!”

Su Dong Po was puzzled and urged his wife to explain. She said: “You see Fo Yin as a pile of shit, because your heart is a pile of shit. Fo Yin sees you as a Buddha, because he has the heart of a Buddha.”


A beggar in disguise 國王還是乞丐?

Here’s a wonderful story that illustrates the point I made in my previous post about inner strength.

A certain king heard news of a master who was dwelling near the woods not far from his palace. When the king heard about the simple lifestyle of the master, who lived as a beggar underneath a tree, he decided that he should pay the master a visit.

When the king arrived, he was pained by the fact that the master was not at all concerned about him. Turning to anger, the king said: “Don’t you know who I am, you foolish man? I am the king of these lands and you are a mere beggar! Show me the proper respects!”

The master smiled, looked up and said: ”Is it not you who is begging for my respects?”

這是一個很棒的故事,它能夠說明我在之前文章 提到的內在力量。





When I was your age… 我在你這個年紀的時候…

Over the past few years I have been able to collect a number of stories that I found greatly amusing or inspiring to my spiritual practices. I was curious whether I had collected any stories that carry a message of non-judgement, because that topic has been very important and helpful to me in the last couple of months. I found this little gem.

Dad finds his son slouching on the couch after dinner. He thinks to himself: “Again? He was also doing this yesterday and the day before that. This lazy child! He refuses to help us by cleaning the house! He doesn’t attend to his schoolwork! What is wrong with him?!”

The more he was thinking about his son, the more he was getting annoyed. When in the next moment he glanced upon his son, he blurted out: “Do you know what Abraham Lincoln was doing at your age?!”

The son thought for a while, then looked at his father and replied: “I don’t know about that, but I know what he was doing at your age!”






This will pass! 這一切會過去的!

As promised, I will complete the sharing of my experiences during my silence practice soon. I would like to tell you a story that reveals a lot about how I experienced the practice this year. It is an insightful and funny story from Zen Buddhism, told to me by Swami Veda a few years ago when I told him that my meditation is not working and once again after my practice this year!

Once it happened that a student of Zen Buddhism went to his master. He said, “Master, I really do not know what to do anymore! I have tried everything but my meditation is terrible. My body aches all over, I cannot sit still, I feel like I am being choked, I cannot focus my mind at all and there is great irritation inside me.”

The master looked at his disciple and smiled. He said, “Son. This will pass.”

A few months later the student came back to his master. This time he said, “Master! I do not know what you did last time, but since then my meditations have become serene and beautiful. My body sits still like a rock, my breath is calm, my mind is focused and my meditation goes deep, very deep. Thank you master!”

The master looked at his disciple and smiled. He said, “Son. This will pass.”







The right thing 正確的事情

At the end of my silence practice, Wolfgang and I were enjoying a nice conversation. At some point he was telling me that after finding out what is the right for you, you still find yourself doing something else because the right thing turns out to be hard.

It reminded me of a wonderful story that I have to share with you.

It happened once that a very religious, pious person decided to go for a retreat in the mountains. He was determined to meet God at this retreat, and was sincerely meditating and praying for many hours daily, only taking a break for showers, food and a brisk walk in the area.

On a certain day, the man was in deep contemplation during his walk. Not paying much attention to his surroundings, he slipped and fell off a cliff. In a reflex he managed to grab hold of a tree root, but he had no strength to pull himself up. He started calling out loud: “God. I am your humble servant. Please save me!”. Suddenly, a thundering voice from the sky replied: “Oh My child, let go and I will save you!”, at which the man yelled out: “Is there anyone else who can save me?!”

Do let me know in the comments if you would let go or not! I would perhaps be crazy enough to let go.