樂邦遺稿 2.31

2.31

真歇了禪師示眾云：「悟得紙衣下事，只解恁麼去。明得一色邊事，未會先師意。自餘則隱峰倒卓、灌溪步歸，無業問隨後之人、大顛說無聲三昧，或聞鼯鼠而便脫、或為愚癡而再來，或竪指而休、或翻船而往，一一坐亡立化、箇箇逞神現通。其顯也，目擊正容；其混也，忘蹤失跡。用得純熟，措手自由，滿路光生，逈無依著。此乃衲僧平常轉身，亦未足為奇也。若也已見未明、眼光落地，如生龜脫殼、似方木逗圓，為形軀之所滯、被火風之所迫。蓋一生念念散亂、心識分飛，臨終之時暫欲澄心靜慮、閉目合眼，意不為幻妄磨滅者，豈易得乎？要須硬鱍鱍地壁立千仞，一念恁麼去徹底休歇去、氣息都無去、那邊了却去，直得行如鳥道、坐若虛空，空想亦無箇點、靈明逈然超卓，曾無改變也。只如今日，還有光影落時不昧生死底漢麼？」良久云：「五蘊身全尚不知，百骸散後何處覓？」

Chan Master Zhenxie Liao addressed the assembly, saying: 'Awakening to the matter beneath the paper robe, one only understands how to depart thus. Clarifying the matter on the side of uniform reality, one has not yet understood the former master's intention. As for the rest, Yinfeng stood inverted, Guankxi walked home, Wuye asked the person following behind, Dadian spoke of the soundless samādhi, one heard a flying squirrel and was immediately emancipated, one returned again for the sake of the foolish, one raised a finger and ceased, or one overturned a boat and went forth—each dying while seated or transforming while standing, every single one displaying spiritual powers and manifesting superknowledges. In their manifestation, one directly confronts their upright appearance; in their mingling, they lose their traces and leave no footprint. Employing it with pure ripeness, their handling is spontaneous; light springs forth filling the path, utterly without dependence. This is merely the ordinary turnabout of a patched-robed monk, hardly something extraordinary. If one's own seeing is not yet clear, and the light of one's eyes falls to the ground, it is like a living turtle shedding its shell, like a square peg fitted into a round hole—hindered by the physical form, driven by fire and wind. Because throughout one's life, thought after thought was scattered and disordered, and mental consciousness flew apart, at the moment of death, wanting briefly to settle the mind and quiet thoughts, closing one's eyes, hoping the mind will not be ground to dust by illusory falsehood—how could this be easily attained? One must be vigorously alive, standing like a wall a thousand fathoms high, letting a single thought go thus—thoroughly coming to rest, completely breathless, finished on that other side, so that one walks as on a bird's path and sits like open space, where even thoughts of emptiness have no trace, and the numinous luminance is utterly elevated and transcendent, never undergoing change. Just as today, is there any fellow who, when light and shadow fall away, is not benighted about birth and death?' After a long pause, he said: 'While the five-aggregate body is still complete, you do not yet know; after the hundred bones are scattered, where will you seek it?'