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New koan: "How does the wind find its way?"
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I read a neat story that I'd like to share with you about a taoist master and a shaman in ancient China. The taoists were an order in China who contributed much philosophy to Buddhism, and Zen in particular.
The taoist master had a pupil, who learned of a skilled shaman in the village. Impressed by the shaman's ability to read people spiritually, the pupil decided to follow the shaman instead...and told his master so.
'Bring the shaman to me. I wish to meet him,' said the master.
The pupil brought the shaman to meet the master. After a brief talk, the shaman whispered to the pupil that the master was dying, and had only days to live. When the shaman had left, the pupil cried, 'O master, I fear that I must tell you now the most horrible news!'
The master smiled. 'I am not dying. I had shut down all of my power, and he saw my weakness. Bring him again tomorrow.'
The next day, the pupil brought the shaman, who when he saw the master next exclaimed that he had been miraculously healed, and should be glad that his visit the day before had done so. When the shaman had left, the master told his now puzzled student, 'This time I brought all of my powers to their fullness. I wish to see this man again.'
The next time the shaman came to visit, he found the master calm but intent, very evenly tempered. He could find nothing to proclaim. After he'd left, the pupil said, 'He does not know what to make of you.'
'This time I blended forces within myself to a state of balance,' said the master. 'He must have seen the source of my power.' Sadly shaking his head, he said, 'I must see this man again, for I have nine such states to show him, and he has seen but three.'
The shaman did not visit the master again. The next time they met was by accident, as the master and his pupil were walking in the village. They met and exchanged greetings...and the shaman ran away, screaming in terror.
'What frightened him so?' wondered the pupil.
'This time,' smiled the master, 'I became emptiness, and he was talking to the wind and the sky. Let this be a lesson on the power of the shaman versus the power of the tao.'
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"I sought the true nature of reality but discovered instead the real nature of truth."
--Thrustweasel of Earth