_All the mind's arbitrary concepts of matter, phenomena, and of all
conditioning factors and all conceptions and ideas relating thereto are
like a dream, a phantasm, a bubble, a shadow, the evanescent dew, the
lightning's flash. Every true disciple should thus look upon all
phenomena and upon all the activities of the mind, and keep his mind
empty and selfless and tranquil.2
_
The Diamond Sutra does not search the philosophic heights of the
Lankavatara Sutra, the treatise revered by the early _dhyana _school of
Bodhidharma, and precisely for this reason it appealed to the Southern
school--whose goal was the simplification of Ch'an. Hui-neng could not
resist the call and immediately set out for the East Mountain monastery
of the Fifth Patriarch.
When he arrived, Hung-jen opened the interview by asking the newcomer
his origin. Hearing that he was from the Canton region, the old priest
sighed, "If you're from the south you must be a barbarian. How do you
expect to become enlightened?" To this Hui-neng shot back, "The people
in the north and south may be different, but enlightenment is the same
in both regions." Although this impertinence caused the master to
immediately recognize Hui-neng's mental gifts, he said nothing and
simply put him to work threshing and pounding rice. (This exchange,
incidentally, will be recognized as the memorable first encounter
between two generations of masters, an obligatory element in all the
legends of the early Patriarchs.)
For the next eight months, the young novice toiled in obscurity, never
so much as seeing the Fifth Patriarch. Then one day the old priest
called an assembly and announced that he was ready to pass on the robe
of the patriarchy to the one who could compose a verse showing an
intuitive understanding of his own inner nature. The disciples talked
over this challenge among themselves and decided, "The robe is certain
to be handed down to Shen-hsiu, who is head monk and the natural heir.
He will be a worthy successor to the master, so we will not bother
composing a verse."
Shen-hsiu, the same master later exalted by the Empress Wu in Loyang,
knew what was expected of him and began struggling to compose the
verse. After several days' effort, he found the courage to write an
unsigned _gatha _on a corridor wall in the dark of night.
_Our body is the Bodhi-tree
And our mind a mirror bright.
Carefully we wipe them hour by hour,
And let no dust alight.3
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account