Once upon a time in a tranquil village, where the mountains met the sky and the rivers sang sweet lullabies, lived a wise old sage named Master Rin. He was known far and wide for his wisdom on the art of meditation. On a serene afternoon, Master Rin found himself sitting under a blossoming cherry tree, gazing at the endless horizon.
“Ah, young one,” he greeted you with a warm smile as you approached him. “You look troubled. Come, sit. First, just relax your mind. Let it be like the calm surface of the pond over there.”
You sat beside him, feeling the tension dissipate. “But how do I relax, Master?”
Master Rin chuckled softly. “You don’t need to try to relax. You don’t even need to meditate on anything in particular. All you have to do is let go. Let go even of the idea of letting go. Whether you can or cannot, it’s all okay. Just be, and in that being, you will find relaxation.”
Feeling lighter already, you listened intently as he continued, “Meditation may seem like a grandiose subject, something too vast and complex to grasp. But don’t let that intimidate you. The core is incredibly simple. Anyone can meditate, anywhere, anytime.”
Encouraged, you asked, “What should I do then?”
He paused and said, “Sit upright. Let your eyes stay open and let your gaze be natural. Your gaze is the window to your soul, and it can change the very essence of your meditation.”
You noticed Master Rin’s eyes—calm yet lively, focused yet infinite. “Look at the great ones,” he said, “The Buddha, Guru Rinpoche; their eyes are open, aren’t they? Their gaze unflinching, yet expansive.”
As you sat there under the cherry tree, your gaze softened, and you began to feel an inner silence. “Now,” Master Rin spoke in a whisper, “simply let your mind be. Open, spacious, calm, and yet fully aware.”
The world seemed to slow down, and you felt as if you were in a timeless space. “Your mind is like the sky,” Master Rin continued, “let the thoughts and emotions pass like clouds, without holding onto them. Just rest in this present moment.”
He looked at you and said, “I remember my own master once told me, ‘The past is gone; the future yet to come; only the present is real. And even the present moment, the moment you ponder on it, it’s already past.'”
You felt as if you were floating in a sea of awareness. “When you’re in this state,” he said, “you will realize you are so much more than your thoughts, emotions, or perceptions. You don’t need to fear them; they are not you.”
“You mean, I’ll be free?” you asked.
“Absolutely,” he said with a smile. “You’ll be aware without being entangled. Just like space isn’t defined by the objects that move through it, your awareness isn’t defined by the thoughts or emotions it perceives. It simply is.”
Feeling a newfound sense of freedom, you sat there, simply resting in the natural state of your present mind, under the cherry tree, beside the wise Master Rin.
“See?” he said, “You’ve already begun the journey to discover the pure, unbounded awareness that has been with you all along.”
And so, under the cherry blossom tree, in the tranquil village where the mountains met the sky, you found peace, guided by the wisdom of Master Rin. Your heart felt lighter, your mind clearer, and your spirit freer than it had ever been.
Anonymous
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The Ultimate Truth
of Total Liberation
A young student asked their master, “What is the ultimate truth?”
The master replied, “The ultimate truth is beyond words and concepts, beyond mind and matter, beyond time and space. It is the truth of total liberation from all defilements, all impurities, all suffering. It is the final goal of everyone.”
Garden of serenity
In a secluded valley, two monks tended a garden that flourished with vibrant colors and fragrances, a testament to their peaceful coexistence.
One day, a weary traveler sought refuge among them, curious about the secret to their harmonious living. “How do you cultivate this garden of serenity, both in the soil and in your souls?” he asked.
Yearning for calm
In a village of endless storms, a seeker approached a wise sage, yearning for calm within the tempests of life.
The sage, perched on a rock, whispered, “Listen closely to the melody of rain, the chorus of the wind. As they ebb and flow, so do our hearts.”