I have to offer an apology to Katsue Ishida, the seeress in an ancient Shinto shrine in Japan. I tried my hardest to accommodate a twenty-five centuries old, out-of-date individuality, but I am not ready to be in a self torture.
And Anando has to see me afterwards, to release the second story…because that makes me absolutely free from any kind of tradition. I used to think that Gautam Buddha is an individual – and that is true, he is. But even against his desire a tradition has arisen in Tibet, in China, in Japan, in Sri Lanka, and I don’t want to struggle with these idiots. I want to work with my own people on my own authority.
Maneesha has asked:
Chosa was a disciple of Nansen and a contemporary of Tokusan, Rinzai and Isan. One day Chosa went for a walk and when he returned to the gate, the head monk asked him, “Osho, where have you been strolling?”
Chosa replied, “I have come from walking in the hills.”
The head monk said, “Where have you been?”
Chosa said, “First I went following the fragrant grasses, and now I have returned in pursuit of the falling blossoms.”
At this the head monk commented, “You are full of the spring.”
Chosa replied, “Better than the autumn dews falling on the lotus leaves.”
One evening Chosa (who was Kyozan’s “uncle” in the dharma lineage) was enjoying the moonlight with Kyozan, who said, “Everyone has ‘this one thing’ but does not know how to use it.”
Chosa replied, “Perhaps I should employ you and use it.”
Kyozan exclaimed, “Try it!”
Instantly, Chosa trampled on Kyozan.
Kyozan then commented, “Uncle, you are like a fierce tiger!”
A small but very beautiful anecdote.
Zen always tries to beautify the ordinary; it gives greater meanings and implications to words of the ordinary world. So you have to remember that these statements not only say what you hear, but they say much which you can hear only in your silences.
Chosa had been strolling in the hills. When he returned, the head monk said, “Where have you been?”
Chosa said, “First I went following the fragrant grasses…”
This is a way of saying that “First I was following only the very ordinary grasses and their fragrance – I thought this was immensely beautiful.
“…and now I have returned in pursuit of the falling blossoms.”