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Trying to perfect oneself is as trying to wrestle oneself to the ground. When will such an endeavor end? And who will be the winner?

 

The Zen Monk walked along bent over by a heavy sack he carried over his shoulder.

A master came by and asked him, "What are you carrying in that sack?"

 

"My aspirations."

 

"Where are you taking them?"

 

"I'm taking them to perfection"

 

"It's right here. Look around!"

 

"There is nothing here but bushes and rocks."

 

"If you just drop your aspirations, you'd see the perfection you seek among these rocks and bushes."

 

 

Gassho,

 

Pete

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Nisargadatta , Pedsie2@a... wrote:

> Trying to perfect oneself is as trying to wrestle oneself to the

ground. When

> will such an endeavor end? And who will be the winner?

>

> The Zen Monk walked along bent over by a heavy sack he carried over

his

> shoulder.

> A master came by and asked him, " What are you carrying in that

sack? "

>

> " My aspirations. "

>

> " Where are you taking them? "

>

> " I'm taking them to perfection "

>

> " It's right here. Look around! "

>

> " There is nothing here but bushes and rocks. "

>

> " If you just drop your aspirations, you'd see the perfection you

seek among

> these rocks and bushes. "

>

>

> Gassho,

>

> Pete

 

Dear Gassho Pete,

 

some wiseass advaitin will respond to you.... YOU CANNOT DROP

YOUR.......

 

but not I. I agree with you.

 

Paul

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Nisargadatta , " bondzai " <bondzai> wrote:

> Nisargadatta , Pedsie2@a... wrote:

> > Trying to perfect oneself is as trying to wrestle oneself to the

> ground. When

> > will such an endeavor end? And who will be the winner?

> >

> > The Zen Monk walked along bent over by a heavy sack he carried

over

> his

> > shoulder.

> > A master came by and asked him, " What are you carrying in that

> sack? "

> >

> > " My aspirations. "

> >

> > " Where are you taking them? "

> >

> > " I'm taking them to perfection "

> >

> > " It's right here. Look around! "

> >

> > " There is nothing here but bushes and rocks. "

> >

> > " If you just drop your aspirations, you'd see the perfection you

> seek among

> > these rocks and bushes. "

> >

> >

> > Gassho,

> >

> > Pete

>

> Dear Gassho Pete,

>

> some wiseass advaitin will respond to you.... YOU CANNOT DROP

> YOUR.......

>

> but not I. I agree with you.

>

> Paul

 

And he would be half right, you can't. But for the sack to drop you

need to see the need to drop it, you have to want to drop it, try

to drop it, and then realize it's impossible. And when, finally, you

give up the effort to drop it then, the sack somehow drops by itself.

 

Seeing the saw, Pete

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