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And in that freedom flowers all that is good
and all that is beautiful.
275. Love.
A disciple of Rinzai met a party
of three men on a bridge.
One of the three asked him: How deep is the river of meditation?
Find out for yourself, he said,
and offered to throw the questioner from the bridge.
But unfortunately the man ran away from him in time
and escaped.
If you meet such a man, who can throw you in the river,
be fortunate enough to be thrown!
And you have met such a man!
Now be thrown.
276. Love.
You possess only that which will not be lost in death.
All else is illusion –
even the possessor,
because that too will not be able to stand the final shipwreck.
Then find out what is left.
Turn in and meditate.
Discard all that is vulnerable to death.
Say: Not this, not that,
and go deep to the point where nothing more remains to be discarded
– and the illumination.
277. Love.
Nothing great is ever accomplished without going mad,
that is, without breaking through
the ordinary level of consciousness
and letting loose the hidden powers lying further below,
and also penetrating to the realm that is further above.
And it may not be true for any other great thing,
but it is absolutely true as far as meditation is concerned.
Meditation means madness –
of course, with a method!
278. Love.
Detach yourself from all fixed ideas:
they are the killers of all aliveness and innocence –
which are musts for illumination.
Beware of the trap of preconceptions;
they make a stagnant pool of your consciousness,
and to meet the ocean you need a dynamic one.
Be alive and fluid and flowing –
then the goal is not far off.
279. Love.
Meditation is the disciplined opening of the self to God.
Because of fear we are closed, and only love
can become a door.
So love more –
or rather be loving, then there is less fear and less tension,
and you are more open.
This helps meditation as nothing else.
Meditation plus love is the path.
280. Love.
Truth is never secondhand,
it cannot be transferred.
One has to know it and be it oneself.
That is why all tradition falsifies it,
and all scriptures,
and all words,
and in the end it is nothing
but the soup of Mulla Nasruddin…
But first I must tell you the story.
A relative from the country
came to see Nasruddin and brought a duck.
Nasruddin was grateful,
had the bird cooked, and shared it with the guest.
Presently another visitor arrived.
I am a friend, he said, of the man who gave you the duck.
Nasruddin fed him as well.
This happened several times.
Nasruddin's house had become like a restaurant
for out-of-town visitors.
Everyone was a friend of the friend
of the original donor of the duck.
Finally Nasruddin was exasperated.
One day there was a knock at the door and
a stranger appeared.
I am the friend of the friend of the friend of the man
who brought you the duck from the country, he said.
Come in, said Nasruddin.
They seated themselves at the table
and Nasruddin asked his wife to bring the soup.
When the guest tasted it
it seemed to be nothing more than warm water.
What sort of soup is this? he asked the Mulla.
That, said Nasruddin,
is the soup of the soup of the soup of the soup
of the duck.
281. Love.
Man is not a rational animal,
but only a rationalizing one;
and that is more dangerous than just being irrational.
Give me a shot of bourbon and a shot of water –
said the obviously heavy drinker to the bartender.
When the order was placed before him on the bar
the lush pulled a worm from his pocket
and dropped it into the glass of water.
After watching it swim around for a few seconds
the man drew the worm from the water
and dropped it into the whisky.
It wriggled briefly, then curled up and died.
You see that? said the lush to the bartender.
It proves that if you keep on drinking whisky
you will never have worms.
282. Love.
Life is a sermon;
existence preaches in its own way,
but always indirectly –
and that is the beauty of it.
The harmony in nature teaches,
without any intention,
the lesson of balance in life.
Look at a bird on the wing –
and effortlessly you will go into meditation.
Or listen to its song –
and for no reason your heart will move with it.
And when there is no effort on your part
the meditation goes deep and suddenly transforms you;
and when there is no motivation and you move –