周末到了，給大家一個禪的小故事：“給死者的信”（英文版）：

因為我上次寫了一個關於“它”的文章，肯定是說不清的，可能給人造成更多的誤解，而非解釋。這個典故也說了類似的，比我說的清楚：

 A Letter to a Dying Man 

Bassui wrote the following letter to one of his disciples who was about to die:

"The essence of your mind is not born, so it will never die. It is not an existence, which is perishable. It is not an emptiness, which is a mere void. It has neither color nor form. It enjoys no pleasures and suffers no pains.

"I know you are very ill. Liek a good Zen student, you are facing that sickness squarely. You may not know exactly who is suffering, but question yourself: What is the essence of this mind? Think only of this. You will need no more. Covet nothing. Your end which is endless is as a snowflake dissolving in the pure air."

所有跟帖： 

• well-said. the pure air, something in heaven, near HIM, HIM who -馬力楠- ♂ (0 bytes) () 06/15/2012 postreply 12:31:54

• 麥同學一看就是悠哉者的道，看山不是山，看水不是水。也許要再返紅塵，上山下鄉三年吧， -野性- ♂ (56 bytes) () 06/15/2012 postreply 12:34:28

• 理如是，本來無生死；事則非，無明業障故。 -NianCaoXi- ♂ (0 bytes) () 06/15/2012 postreply 12:45:57

• 得勝和尚的這段話，說的是個人的渺小，幫助弟子解脫痛苦的。 -Yuan- ♀ (0 bytes) () 06/15/2012 postreply 15:36:15