A bad man w/ a candle: Quoting the Buddha, Dae Soen Sa Nim several times said that a teacher like him was like a bad man holding a candle: if you attach to the bad man and suffer over what he does or doesnt do for you enough, you do not fully benefit from following clearly the light in his hand, which just is your own dont-know liberation. If you attach to bad man and his any kind of actions, you miss thees light. Thees light, very important point! he would tell us, animatedly, insisting even through language barriers, that we just shut up and practice strongly and correctly the Utmost Vehicle Zen. Just do it! Dont lose the Teacher in the confusion of ego about things, the confusion of good and bad. Every day Im only trying to realize concretely his point that How can I help you? is the original practice, and is now actually the only function, the only choice when living in this strife-wracked world, that without that bodhisattva function, we all die. Its becoming apparent. Turn on the TV, look at all the products of good/bad thinking, and the constant chronicle of militarism and chaos, like we havent even left the 19th-century. But he pointed only to the Path. How important it is to meditate more and more gratefully that there was a Teacher who courageously points only to our True Nature. Practice is our only way. Rededicate, every day, to this Path. poem: 젖은 달 author: 권대웅 비가 오는 날 밤에도 달은 당신 골목 앞에 서 있다 어두운 당신 환하라고 발자국소리 휘파람소리 옷자락 소리로 밤새도록 서성거린다 보안등 아래 모이는 빗줄기처럼 그리움은 젖어도 달은 젖지 않는다 달은 혼자 잠든 당신 비추려고 쓸쓸한 꿈 밝혀주려고 비 내려서 더 아름답던 달 속 기억나게 하려고 창문에 동화 읽어주는 소리로 온다 아름다운 눈물로 온다 새벽이 와도 희끗희끗 뒤돌아보며 달은 떠나지 못한다 Sipping this green tea on a day of sun emerging into spring...
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