|Posted by Master Jing Attiig on August 1, 2016 at 8:20 AM|
The Master spoke to the Assembly, "It has come to my attention that people have some opinions regarding the Monastery and our way of life. Some of you appear to have had your minds infected with these opinions. What do you know of this?"
A monk stood up and spoke," People don't think you are genuine".
The Master smiled, "Genuinely what?"
"A Monk and a teacher of truth" the monk was one of the people the Master was referring to regarding mental infection.
"Is that so?" The Master sat down in his chair still smiling. "And what do you think?".
"Some of us are wondering how we can trust you, since the claims of these people are quite convincing", the monk had been training at the Monastery for some time, but he had not come to fully penetrate Zen.
"Regardless of what you think about me, or what you think about what other people think about me, what does it have to do with Zen? Have you not vowed to cultivate the crystal clear mind of the warrior? Is harboring opinions and judgements of your own not contradictory to your vows? Are you not aware of the effect that harboring such negative and detrimental thoughts has on your karma?", The Master waited to see if anyone would respond, but noone did. "Most people live in a world that is consumed by the mind, with its twisted interpretations of what is real and what is unreal, their opinions and judgements taking them by the nose and leading them into the weeds. Your mind must become still and clear, empty of all concern, and just like the ancients you will remove the nose-ring of ignorance, never to be lead astray again. Regardless of who I am or what I am, or who I am not or what I am not, what does any single thought a fish can have about the other bigger fish, have to do with the ocean that they live in which flows throughout their entire being? The thoughts of the masses are what keep them living in ignorance, eternally beyond the reach of inner peace. Follow them if you will, but believe me when I say you have walked down that road before, it is exactly what lead you to take your vows, to liberate yourself from the grip of Mara, the lord of suffering."
The monk looked as though he had been hit with a heavy weight that was crushing his chest.
The Master stood again and imparted some words to the monk, "Don't forget to breathe young one. As for those people who you say have their opinions and judgements of me, can you please inform them that I am going to take a shit, and then I will be going to bed, just like everybody else".
With that said, the Master left the assembly hall and switched off the lights, leaving everybody in darkness.