Is there anything I can do to make myself Enlightened? As little as you can do to make the sun rise in the morning. Then of what use are the spiritual exercises…
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“I distinctly remember forgetting it!”
When the Master was a boy at school, a classmate treated him with persistent cruelty. Now, older and contrite, he came to the monastery and was received with open arms. One day,…
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Laughing at yourself
There was nothing pompous about the Master. Wild, hilarious laughter prevailed each time he spoke, to the dismay of those who were solemn about their spirituality, and themselves. Said one disillusioned visitor, “The…
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The eye to see
A writer arrived at the monastery to write a book about the Master. “People say you are a genius. Are you?” he asked. “You might say so,” said the Master with a smile. “And…
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Who is greater?
Two disciples in an ashram started arguing on who is the greatest of the two. To put an end to the discussion, which was going on and on, then went to the…
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Not a minute to lose
When the Master heard that a neighbouring forest had been devastated by fire, he mobilised all his disciples. “We must replant the cedars,” he said. “The cedars?” exclaimed an incredulous disciple. “But…
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Dependence
To a disciple who depended overmuch on books, the Master said: “A man came to the market with a shopping list and lost it. When to his great joy he found it…
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Thought
“Why are you so wary of thought?” the philosopher asked the Master. “Thought is the one tool we have for organising the world.” “True. But thought can organise the world so well…
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Universality
The Master ordinarily dissuaded people from living in a monastery. “To profit from books you don’t have to live in a library,” he would say. Or, even more forcefully, “You can read…
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Irrelevance
All questions at the public meeting that day were about life beyond the grave. The Master only laughed and did not give a single answer. To his disciples, who demanded to know…