Joshu served as the monk in charge of tending the furnace in Nansen's monastery.
Once when all the monks were out gathering vegetables, Joshu shouted from the meditation hall, "Fire! Fire!"
The monks hurried to the entrance of the meditation hall. At that Joshu slammed the door.
The monks were speechless. But Nansen tossed the key through the window, and Joshu opened the door.
Nobody can eat for you. Nobody else can liberate you but you.
Road signs is all you get from the masters. You need to go there on your own.
Yuanwu said, that the words of the masters are just tiles knocking at your door.
You're your master, you're your pupil.
Enjoy your weekend!
Submitted September 02, 2017 at 05:43PM by dec1phah http://ift.tt/2wsqIsI
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