Publisher's Synopsis
here is a story about a Buddhist enlightened master who was sitting one evening on the bank of a river, enjoying the sounds of water, the sound of the wind in the treetops ... A man approached him and asked: - Could you convey to me the essence of your religion in one word? This master remained in silence, complete silence, as if he had not heard the question. The man said: - Are you deaf?- I heard your question and have already answered it! The answer is silence. I remained in silence - this pause, this interval was my answer.The man said: - I cannot understand such a mysterious answer. Could you make it a little clearer?And the master wrote the word "meditation" on the sand, with his finger, in small letters. The man said: - Now I can read. This is slightly better than last time. At least I have a word, and I can think about it. But could you make it a little clearer?The Master wrote again: MEDITATION. Of course, now he wrote in more letters. The person felt a little embarrassed, puzzled, offended, angry. He said: - Do you write "meditation" again? Can't you tell me more clearly? And the master wrote in big, capital letters: "MEDITATION".- You seem crazy! - said the man."I've gone far enough from the truth," said the master. "The first answer was correct, the second not entirely correct, the third even more incorrect, and the fourth completely erroneous, because by writing" MEDITATION "in capital letters, you deify it.That is why "God" is capitalized. Every time you want to do something higher, ultimate, you write this word with a capital letter.The master said: "I've already committed a sin.He erased all these words and said: - Please listen to my first answer - only in that I was right.Silence is the place in which everyone awakens, while the chaos of the mind puts one to sleep. And if your mind is still asking questions, then you are asleep. Sitting silently, in silence, when the mind disappears, you can hear the chirping of birds, and no work of the mind - complete silence ... this is the singing of birds, chirping and no work of the mind, inner silence, then awakening comes to you. It does not come from without, it grows from within. Otherwise, remember - you are
