I enjoyed reading that too. It reminded me of a zen shorts (one of the books I sell.)
Two Buddhist monks are walking from one monastery to another, a journey of many, many miles. The master and student walked in silence, each contemplating the deeper meanings of life.
They approached a wide, but shallow river, which cut across the road. There was no bridge, nor stepping stones. On their side of the river stood a woman in fine clothing, much distressed over how to cross the river without ruining her clothes.
She appealed to the monks, and asked them for aid. The master nodded, and crouched down, allowing the woman to climb onto his back. Carrying her, he crossed the river, then set her down, and continued on his way. The student stood amazed, shocked and horrified. Buddhist monks of his order must never, ever touch a woman once the had entered the religious life!
For hours the student fumed, and worried, and cast anxious glances upon his master, finally summoning the courage to speak.
"Master"
"Yes?"
"How could you carry that woman back there? You know we are forbidden to, you know we are not to do such things!"
"I put the woman down hours ago, my son. You have been carrying her all this way?"
Two Buddhist monks are walking from one monastery to another, a journey of many, many miles. The master and student walked in silence, each contemplating the deeper meanings of life.
They approached a wide, but shallow river, which cut across the road. There was no bridge, nor stepping stones. On their side of the river stood a woman in fine clothing, much distressed over how to cross the river without ruining her clothes.
She appealed to the monks, and asked them for aid. The master nodded, and crouched down, allowing the woman to climb onto his back. Carrying her, he crossed the river, then set her down, and continued on his way. The student stood amazed, shocked and horrified. Buddhist monks of his order must never, ever touch a woman once the had entered the religious life!
For hours the student fumed, and worried, and cast anxious glances upon his master, finally summoning the courage to speak.
"Master"
"Yes?"
"How could you carry that woman back there? You know we are forbidden to, you know we are not to do such things!"
"I put the woman down hours ago, my son. You have been carrying her all this way?"
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