Wednesday, 31 January 2018

Chao Chou weaves a blanket

In the evening Nan Ch’uan repeated the preceding story and asked Chao Chou about it. Chou was an old adept; he immediately took off his straw sandals, put them on his head, and left. Ch’uan said, “If you had been here, you could have saved the cat.” But tell me, was it really like this or not? Nan Ch’uan said, “If you can speak, then I won’t kill it.” Like a flint-struck spark, like a flash of lightning. Chao Chou immediately took off his sandals, put them on his head, and left; he studied the living word, not the dead word—each day renewed, each moment renewed; even the thousand sages could not stir a hairsbreadth. You must bring forth your own family treasure; only then will you see the great function of his total capacity. He is saying, “I am King of Dharma, free in all respects.”

If you can’t save a cat when it’s time to save a cat, you can’t even save yourself.

What’s an appropriate response to stirring up waves when there’s no wind?

What’s an appropriate response to settling the country’s strife?

If you meet Rex, how do you carry out the great function?



Submitted January 31, 2018 at 09:33PM by KeyserSozen http://ift.tt/2ny93dx

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