Now And Zen
The problem with dichotomy is that it deludes most of us into thinking between what we think is right and wrong. The labels that we put in a certain box end up becoming the baggage we are often not aware we are carrying. To help your enlightenment, here’s …
A MUDDY KOAN
Tanzan and Ekido were walking together down a muddy road in the rain. Coming around a bend in the road, they arrived at a small, swift stream, where a lovely young girl in full dress kimono stood crying.
“Why are you crying?” asked Tanzan.
In between tears, the girl explained that she was due at a wedding in a village on the far side of the stream, but to cross the stream meant to ruin her kimono and, needless to say, her entrance.
“Come on, girl.” said Tanzan. With that, he hoisted the girl on his back, waded across the stream, and deposited her on the far side, high, dry, and happy. She went off to the wedding, there presumably to catch the bouquet and/or get drunk.
Tanzan and Ekido continued on down the road.
Ekido held his tongue until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he could no longer restrain himself. “We monks don’t go near women,” he told Tanzan, “especially not young and lovely ones. Our order forbids it. Yet you carried that girl across the stream. Why did you carry that girl?”
“I left the girl at the stream,” replied Tanzan. “You mean you’re still carrying her?”