If you have really come to me, the problem of what to do with Jesus and what to do with Krishnamurti and what to do with Suzuki will never arise. If the doubt arises it simply shows that you are still on the way – you have not yet arrived. You are just in the middle, hanging in limbo, between the past and the present.
If you come to me you will see all the faces that you have ever loved. Sometimes my face will be that of Krishnamurti. Those who are close, they know. Sometimes my face will be that of Krishna. Those who love me, they know. Sometimes my face is that of a buddha. Those who have really surrendered, they have seen it.
You are still a little far away, you are still wavering. The past pulls you back. You cannot go head-long. If you come really close the question will dissolve on its own and you will not need to do anything with Jesus or Buddha or Suzuki or Krishnamurti. And remember, they have prepared you.
In this story of Tennen there is another part. I would like to tell that too.
It is said that when Tennen himself was a seeker he went to a great master whose name was Matesi. Matesi looked into his eyes, shook his head and said, “No, no, I am not your master – at least, not now. Go to Sekito.” Sekito was a master who was an opponent of Matesi. His monastery was on a nearby hill. Matesi said, “No, no, I am not your master – not yet. You go to Sekito. He is your master.” He didn’t say, “He will be,” he said, “He is.”
So Tennen went to Sekito.
Now have the delicate and subtle taste of it. Because Tennen had accepted Matesi as his master, he had to follow his advice. He couldn’t say, “I will not go. You are my master.” That would have been foolish, that would have been disobedient. He said, “Okay, master, if you say so, I can go anywhere. Sekito is my master.”
The others who were present thought, “Poor chap, where is he going? He should have insisted on staying. He should have forced himself. He should have waited at the door and fasted and insisted that Matesi was his master and that he would stay with him. Poor chap. Where is he going?” But Tennen was really innocent. He said, “Okay, if you say so, I can go anywhere. If you send me to hell I will go there.”
He went to Sekito. For three years he served the master meditated, served, meditated, served. After three years the master said, “Now you are ready. I am going to initiate you into sannyas.” Tennen came, bowed down to his feet, and said, “Yes, master, you initiate me.” Not a single doubt arose in his mind, “What is happening now? If he initiates me what about my master, Matesi? In fact, I am his disciple. He has sent me here and now I am getting into trouble. This man says he will initiate me.” Sekito shaved his head as Buddhist bhikkhus have to be shaved and told him to repeat the vow of a Buddhist bhikkhu. He said, “Whatsoever I say, you repeat it.” But when Tennen heard the first sentence he closed both his ears and ran away laughing.