Even though i'm no authority of any kind, a humble ordained Zen Priest in training, and just an modest fool at best, today i want to talk about perspective.
So please read along.
One day a young Buddhist on his journey home came to the banks of a wide river.
Staring hopelessly at the great obstacle in front of him, he pondered for hours on just how to cross such a wide barrier.
Just as he was about to give up his pursuit to continue his journey he saw a great teacher on the other side of the river.
The young Buddhist yells over to the teacher, "Oh wise one, can you tell me how to get to the other side of this river"?
The teacher ponders for a moment looks up and down the river and yells back, "My son, you are on the other side".
Its all a matter of perspective.
Mtfbwy
Fugen
Ps. The story above is one circulating around the internet, but might originate from Paul Rep's "ZenBones", or so i have been told at least. If you have any info on the matter plz contact me, wouldn't like looking like a thief in the night, but give credit where's credits due.
