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« on: December 28, 2008, 11:05:31 AM »
Chosha used to come to participate in the special annual intensive
meditation session with Zen Master Hakuin, every single year.
Yet he never attained anything.

Finally one year Hakiun said to him at the conclusion of the session.

You come here every year, just like a duck diving into water when
it is cold.  You are making a long journey in vain, without gaining
half a bit of empowerment.  I cannot imagine how many straw
sandals you have worn out over the years making this trip. I have
no use for idlers like you around here.  So, do not come anymore!

Deeply stirred, Chosha thought to himself:  Am I not a man? If
I do not penetrate through to realization this time, I will never
return home alive.  I will concentrate on meditation until I die.

Setting himself a limit of seven days, Chosha went to sit in a fishnet
by the seashore.  But even after seven days of sitting in meditation,
without eating or sleeping, Chosha was still at a loss. There was
nothing for him to do but drown himself into the ocean.

Removing his shoes in the traditional manner of a suicide rite,
Chosha stood in the waves. At that moment, seeing the shimmering
ocean and the rising sun merging into crimson radiance, all at
once he became completely empty and greatly awakened!

(Source: Zen antics. Thomas Cleary. Pub. Shambhala, Boston.)

Arunachala Siva.