Don’t Be a Vulgar Tree on a Cold Hill

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There’s a story often repeated by Zen monks. I adore this story and feel terrible because I’m probably about to butcher it. Even so, I have to do my best, because it contains a powerful moral worth sharing.

Ignore the lesson in this story at your peril. It describes one of the greatest dangers with meditation – one that, if you meditate long enough, have a good chance of blindly stumbling into.

And once you make this mistake, it’s difficult to reverse.

The story is this:

Many monks live off the charity of others. They have no money – they left all that behind when joining the monastery. And it’s not like they can hold down part-time jobs or sell information products online.

Their food and often their clothing come from the generosity of others.

An old woman had been donating food to a particular monk for decades. She would give him food and he would calmly accept it.

And when I say calmly, you can imagine what I mean. This is a monk, after all. It would have been like giving food to a statue. Maybe he bowed in gratitude or something, I don’t know.

Anyway, one day the old woman finds a young, beautiful girl. She gets the girl to hug the monk, then asked him how he felt about that.

He replied something monklike, such as, “I am a barren tree on a cold hill, as if the seasons were always in the depths of winter.”

The old woman was furious. “I can’t believe I’ve wasted food on such a vulgar fellow for so long,” she said, before burning down his monastery.

Now I’ll admit I’m missing some key cultural context here.

Still, I love this story.

The minor moral is that Zen Buddhism is cooler than you think. Admit it – that’s a wild story. A random old woman burns down a monastery… and she isn’t the villain.

Is she the hero? Maybe?

The deeper moral is this:

Meditate long enough and you can become cut off from the world and yourself. Some sects even encourage this. Most use this story as a warning. When diving deep inside your mind, you have a choice.

You can enrich your connection with the world and everything beyond. You can use it to find the bliss of nirvana and become complete.

Or, you can become a hollow void where a human used to be. Dead but still breathing.

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Source by William T Batten