Two Thursdays Ago Zen

October 5, 2010 · 4 comments

Normally, I like to save the pages from my Zen-a-Day calendar to which I’m particularly attracted.  However, in tearing off the page two Thursdays ago, I accidentally tore the page in half.  It’s been sitting on my dresser in two pieces for a while now and I’ve thusfar been able to resist the urge to just throw it away.  I’m going to do so now.  But, by way of closure (and so I don’t actually lose the words), here it is:

Behind a temple was a vine with many squashes growing on it.  One day a fight broke out among them, and the squashes split up into angry groups, making a big racket.  Hearing the uproar, the head priest went outside, saw the quarreling, and scolded them:  “Hey!  Squashes!  why are you fighting?  Now – everybody do zazen.”

The priest taught them how, showing them how to fold their legs and sit up straight, and as the squashes began to follow the priest’s instructions, they calmed down and stopped fighting.

“Now,” the priest said, “everyone put your hand on top of your head.”

When the squashes felt the top of their heads, they found something attached there, which turned out to be the vine that connected them all together.

“What a mistake!” the squashes said, realizing their predicament.  “We’re actually all tied together, living just one life!”  From that moment on the squashes never again fought.

{ 4 comments… read them below or add one }

Brian October 5, 2010 at 08:14

Great. What the hell does that mean?


niceguyted October 5, 2010 at 09:15

It mean you’re a squash, Brian.


Elizabeth October 5, 2010 at 08:23

I like that. I can’t really say why right now, but for some reason I really like this story. I can see why you hadn’t been able to throw it out until now.


Brian October 5, 2010 at 09:28

I accept the fact that I’m a pickle but there is no way I’m a squash.


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