A social worker poured out her woes to the Master. How much good she would be able to do for the poor if she did not have to spend so much time and energy protecting herself and her work from slander and misunderstandings.
The Master listened attentively, then responded in a single sentence: “No one throws stones at barren trees.”
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Before the young man began his studies, he wanted assurance from the Master.
“Can you teach me the goal of human life?”
“I cannot,” replied the Master.
“Or at least its meaning?”
“I cannot.”
“Can you indicate to me the nature of death and of life beyond the grave?”
“I cannot.”
The young man walked away in scorn. The disciples were dismayed that their Master had been shown up in a poor light.
Said the Master soothingly, “Of what good is it to comprehend life’s nature and life’s meaning if you have never tasted it? I’d rather you ate your pudding than speculated on it.”
“Why does the bird sing?”
Not because he has a statement, but because he has a song.
The words of a scholar are to be understood. The words of the Master are not to be understood. They are to be listened to as one listens to the wind in the trees and the sound of the river and the song of the bird. They will awaken something within the heart that is beyond all knowledge.
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