Lighting the Path

The problem here is that one cannot equate emptiness with selflessness. While it might be convenient to try to do so to bolster ones opinion, this is still not what is being said.

The eight-fold path is like breathing; I do it because it feels right.

Ah… but isn’t courage always laced up by fear?

Riding the water buffalo, he turns and exclaims: “Where is it?”

Wisdom or folly?

We may lament our fate. But, in truth, the unnamable is.

First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is.

Foolishly riding the water buffalo, we look around and ask: “Where is it?”

I’m not so sure that it’s who you are, but what you do once you know.

Still looking for it? / Still trying to find it?

I can see the obit. now:

Famous Zen Master gored by water buffalo.

In a shock to the online cyber Sangha it was learned today that a famous Zen Master was gored by his own water buffalo. Apparently the water buffalo was a constant companion to the Zen Master and went with him everywhere.

In an exclusive interview with his neighbor Mrs. Edith Friendly, this journal has learned the truth about the water buffalo and the Zen Master’s friendship.

Mrs. Friendly said: “Well yes, he and that water buffalo were inseparable, ‘went with him everywhere he went. They were quite a pair. It always reminded he of that movie with Jimmy Stewart. Remember the one “Harvey”? Where he saw the Pooka, but no one else did?

“Well with the Master, it was just the opposite. Everyone saw this water buffalo that went with him, but he never acknowledged it. At least he never let on that he knew it was there.

“If you asked him about it, he would turn this fierce gaze upon you and ask: 'Who sees the water buffalo?' Strangest thing.

The Zen Master is succeeded by his adult children, now all successful millionaires who many times offered to help their father see this water buffalo, but he refused.