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Chapter 5: Master of the New Monastery

I am interested in the being not in the mind. So don’t take my answers very seriously; they are just play, play with words. Enjoy them and forget them; enjoy me but don’t try to systematize me. The whole effort is useless, and in that effort you miss much that is beautiful; you miss much that can become a deep ecstasy in you.

Look at me and don’t be bothered with what I say. Be with me, don’t be bothered about theories and words. Act with me - this listening should be an act, not a mental effort. Listen to me but don’t try to think about it. I am not trying to convince you, I am not trying to give you a belief; I am not trying to create any religion or sect - no doctrine is implied. When talking to you, I am there; talking is just an excuse. I may be using one sect today, another sect tomorrow. If you look at my sect, you will say, “You are inconsistent. Yesterday you had this sect and today, this.”

I say: Look at me, words are just dressings. I am consistent, my being is consistent. It cannot be otherwise - how can your being be inconsistent? There is no gap in the being, it is a continuum. But mind starts thinking, comparing, and then problems arise.

Once it happened, a disciple came to a Zen master and asked, “Why are a few people so intelligent and a few so stupid? Why are a few people so beautiful and a few so ugly? Why this inconsistency? If God is everywhere, and if he is the creator, then why does he create one ugly and another beautiful?” And he said, “Don’t talk to me about karmas. I have heard all those nonsensical answers - that because of karmas, past lives, one is beautiful, another is ugly. I am not concerned with past lives. In the beginning, when there was no yesterday, how did the difference come? Why was one created beautiful and another ugly? And if everyone was created equal, equally beautiful and intelligent, how can they act differently, how can they have different karmas?”

The master said, “Wait! This is such a secret thing that I will tell you when everybody has left.” There were many people. So the man sat, eager, but people went on coming and going and there was no chance. But by the evening everybody had left so the man said, “Now..”

The master said, “Come out with me.” The moon was coming up and the master took him in the garden and said, “Look, that tree there is small, this tree here is so tall. I have been living with these trees for many years and they have never raised the question of why this tree is small and that tree is big. When there was mind in me, I used to ask many times sitting under these trees: Why is this tree small and that tree big? Then my mind dropped, and the question dropped. Now I know. This tree is small and that tree is big; there is no problem. So look! There is no problem.”