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HEAVY

from the marvelous collection of Zen materials at Deoxy

The Stone Mind

Hogen, a Chinese Zen teacher, lived alone in a small temple in the country. One day four traveling monks appeared and asked if they might make a fire in his yard to warm themselves.

While they were building the fire, Hogen heard them arguing about subjectivity and objectivity. He joined them and said: “There is a big stone. Do you consider it to be inside or outside your mind?”

One of the monks replied: “From the Buddhist viewpoint everything is an objectification of mind, so I would say that the stone is inside my mind.”

“Your head must feel very heavy,” observed Hogen, “if you are carrying around a stone like that in your mind.”

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THE LAST STEP

Mullah Nasrudin had obtained a part time gig as the agricultural adviser to the village. There wasn’t much to do but answer the queries of gardeners and farmers. One man was struggling with his lawn and, so, one day he knocked on Nasrudin’s door.

“My lawn is beautiful except for the pesky dandelions!”

Nasrudin stroked his beard and told the man, “Ahh, set your mower to lop off the heads of the weed!”

The man did so, and for a brief moment his lawn was dandelion free, but then it rained and there were more dandelions than ever. He returned for more advice.

Nasrudin, this time, told the man, “Well, you’ll have to pick each dandelion out one by one.”

The man did so over two arduous days. His lawn looked splendid except, one by one the dandelions popped back up. He returned for more advice.

Nasrudin, this time, suggested, “Ohh, but now you’ll have to burn each dandelion where they stand – roots and all.”

The man spent a week torching each dandelion, but, ended up burning up his entire lawn. He spent another week replanting his lawn and several weeks tending it. It came back greener than ever and then green mixed with yellow…dandelions!

Exasperated, the man knocked on Nasrudin’s door.

“Nothing has worked! What else can I do?”

Nasrudin eyed the man, “Yes! The last step is to love the dandelions!”

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THE WAY IT WORKS

The Dalai Lama was being interviewed and was asked about his devotion to the concepts of non-violence and compassion and respect for all forms of life, however big or small. The interviewer asked what he would do if a mosquito landed on his arm, intent on biting him. The Dalai Lama lightly brushed one hand across his arm and answered that he would do his best just to wave the bug away without harming it. But what if it landed again, and bit him this time? Well, the answer came, the mosquito is a living creature and needs to eat just like every other living creature. So, let it eat. But, the interviewer asked, what if it landed a third time and tried for another bite? The Dalai Lama slapped his hand down on his arm, laughed, and simply said, “Karma!”

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