Zen Story

A Man Of Great Strength

This is an enlighten Zen Story.

Once there was a Zen master named Sekito, meaning stonehead, so called because he constructed a hut on a big, flat stone which he found in a mountain, and lived there. One day a young monk in training came to see him.
Sekito asked: ”Where have you come from?”
The monk answered,”from Kosei, Master.”
Sekito then said: ”in Kosei, the famous Zen master, Baso, lives. Have you ever seen him?”
”Yes, i have,” the monk replied.
The master, pointing at a big piece of firewood nearby, then asked a most extraordinary question: ”Does master Baso look like this?”
Unfortunately, the monk, with whatever Zen ability he might have had, was no match for Sekito. He blinked his eyes, and could not utter a word.

 

 
The astonished monk returned all the way back to Kosei, met the great teacher Baso, and told him of the story. Hearing it, Baso asked, ”Was the firewood you saw big or small?”
”It was very big,” the monk answered.
”You are a man of great strength,” was Baso’s unexpected reply.
”Why, master?” Queried the monk, at a loss as to how to take it.
Baso then said: ”you have brought here such a big piece of firewood all the way from Sekito. You surely are a man of great strength, aren’t you?”

2 Responses

  1. Jack VanderMeer

    First we hear
    with the ear
    then apprehend
    with the mind.
    ~
    Perception is compared
    to memories
    thus judgement yields
    cognition.
    ~
    Knowledge is compared
    to sub-conscious memory
    thus intuition yields
    insight.
    ~
    Insight is reflected
    within awareness
    thus contemplation yields
    comprehension.
    ~
    Understanding is abandoned
    for concentration
    thus cultivation yields
    wisdom.
    ~
    Wisdom is abandoned
    for consciousness
    thus meditation yields
    awakening.
    ~
    Holiness is dissolved
    in suchness
    thus non-action leads
    to the ordinary.
    ~
    Emptiness is penetrated
    when the morning sparrow sings –
    but who is there to hear it?
    ~

    Jack vanderMeer