Once there was a Japanese meditator called Wu, whose master lived in a little house on the other side of the river. One morning, after a particularly good meditation, Wu felt so overjoyed that he dedicated a small poem to his master. He wrote: At the peak of the mountain, the sun is rising in the East. Sitting here in my lotus posture, the three worldly evils cannot affect me. He folded the paper and gave it to his servant to take to the master. The master looked at the paper and wrote a few words on it, telling the servant to take it back to Wu. Wu was most upset to have his poem returned, especially when he opened the paper and found three words written underneath it: Fat, fat, fat. Wu immediately ran down to the river and swam across as fast as he could to his masters house. Prostrating himself in front of the master, he said, Oh, Master, I wrote you this poem as an expression of my love for you and look what you have done! So, said the Master, you sit on top of the mountain and feel that the three worldly evils cannot affect you any longer, but three little words are enough to blow you right across the river. O S H O SAT CHIT ANAND BY SPY
Posted on: Wed, 09 Apr 2014 05:01:28 +0000
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