STOP OVERTHINKING

Once

There was a huge monastery in one part of China.

where about five hundred monks lived.

All of them practice knowing themselves under the guidance of their guru.

were living

One day, a boy came to that monastery to become a disciple.

He said to the master

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master

I want to know myself.

I'm looking for the truth.

I want to find out the truth.

The master looked at him and said,

that if you want to know the truth,

Then you have to bet your whole life.

It may take your whole life to know the truth, and yet

There's no guarantee.

that in this lifetime

Will you find out the truth or not?

Are you ready for it?

The disciple said

Master, I didn't come here to turn back.

I'm up for it.

The master said

If so, do one thing.

There are five hundred monks in this monastery.

You do the work of threshing rice for them, just threshing rice from morning to evening.

keep pounding

when you get tired

So go to sleep.

and then wake up the next morning and start pounding rice.

Do nothing else.

Don't think about anything else.

Just keep going this way.

and don't come back to me.

when needed

I will come to you myself.

The boy obeyed the Guru's order and started pounding the rice.

There were five hundred disciples in that monastery.

All of them needed food from time to time, so in the morning

He used to get up very early and pound rice until late in the night, when he

gets tired

then sleep in the same room.

where he pounded rice

He doesn't talk to anyone.

nor did anyone come to talk to him.

pounding rice for a few months

Old thoughts keep coming to his mind.

But when those thoughts did not find any new topics, they automatically

erased

Slowly, thoughts started decreasing in his mind, and after a few years, he

even forgot my name.

He is always silent.

and in a state of mindlessness.

I just kept pounding rice.

He had never meditated or had any weapons.

the rest of the disciples

thought him a fool.

doing so

Twelve years passed.

Twelve years later,

One day, the master announced:

that my last time is coming.

and I have to choose my successor.

who will be the head of this monastery after me, so any disciple of mine who

He seems to have realized

and she knows herself.

So come to my door at night.

Wrote a few lines on this wall, on which the whole of his life

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Many disciples thought of doing this. The head disciples of the Math

One of them went there and wrote a few lines.

He had a great knowledge of Buddhist scriptures. All the disciples seemed to

that he can become the successor of this monastery.

he wrote

that I'm like a mirror.

on which the dust of thoughts and desires settles

Meditation is only meant to remove this dust.

Whose dust is removed and the mirror of the mind becomes clear?

He attains salvation.

Next morning

When the master wakes up

and he saw these lines.

So they got very angry.

And they said this idiot wrote all this garbage on my wall.

The disciple who wrote this kept quiet.

Though the lines he wrote were full of wisdom,

but it was all bookish knowledge.

That disciple was very clever.

He wrote the lines but didn't put his signature at the bottom.

because he himself was not sure about it.

Whether it is correct or not,

because he was not realized

Guru completely rejected these lines.

Everyone was surprised to see this.

this incident

became the talk of the whole monastery.

talking about this

Two disciples pass by the disciple who came here twelve years ago.

And day and night, he just kept pounding rice.

Listening to both

He laughed softly.

Both the disciples asked him, "Why are you laughing?"

In

This rice thresher was a very humble monk.

No one had ever seen him meditating, nor had any

Read the scriptures.

Everyone thought he was a fool.

There were many great scholars in that monastery who just did not know how to code rice.

But that rice pounder didn't care about anyone; that's why

Both the disciples were amazed to see him smiling.

then asked him

That's why you laughed.

He replied

I laughed because the master is right, all these

Lines are garbage.

These lines have no value.

Both disciples are shocked.

They asked him

Can you write some such lines so it is better than this?

Rice Miller replied:

No

because I'm illiterate.

But yeah, I can say a few lines, and if you

If you can write lines, then I am ready to go with you.

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Both of those disciples said, "Ok."

They went to the master's room.

And the rice thresher spoke a few lines.

And the other disciple wrote it on the wall, and after those lines

They wrote down the rice pounder, and they felt that the master

would temper the lines he asked me to write.

She was so amazing.

and the lines were

The mind is just an illusion; there is no mind, and there is no mirror of the mind.

and when there is no mind

So where will the dust stay?

He who knows this has known the truth.

When the master showed these lines

So he got up at midnight and went to the rice thresher.

He was sleeping when the master woke him up.

and said

Here, take my stick and my clothes.

From today on, you are my successor.

but leave this monastery now and go away.

Because there are many scholars in this monastery who consider themselves superior to you,

They will kill you because they can't stand it.

that a simple rice pounder turned out to be more learned than him.

all that knowledge to you.

done what I have

And you only pound rice.