大慧普覺禪師語錄 2.20

2.20

Ascending the hall, a monk asked, "Ciyan instructed the assembly, saying: 'All summer I have chattered east and west with the brothers; look and see if Cuiyan's eyebrows are still there.' What was the meaning?" The Master said, "One who confesses voluntarily has his crime pardoned." The monk went on, "Baofu said, 'The thief's heart is timid.' What about that?" The Master said, "A donkey chooses a wet spot to piss." The monk went on, "Changqing said, 'Grown.' Yunmen said, 'Barrier.' What about those?" The Master said, "A broken dung-basket facing a bald broom." The monk went on, "Later an elder master said, 'Cuiyan makes waves without wind.' How is that seen?" The Master said, "How is it not seen?" He then said, "Vast and without holiness—no need to hesitate. Covering form and riding sound, it relies entirely on its power. The buddhas use this to deliver sentient beings; patch-robed monks use this as their life-force. Stark naked and bare-stripped, with nothing to grasp: when walking just walk, when sitting just sit; when hungry eat rice, when cold face the fire. Even if you are like this, you do not yet deserve to be called a patch-robed monk. Have you not seen what Grandfather Master Baiyun said: / 'Sometimes the pestle's tip blooms with flowers; / sometimes the Buddha's face suffers a hundred uglinesses. / Master Li falls drunk in the street, / but naturally it was Master Zhang who drank the wine. / The lantern wrinkles its brow completely; / the open pillar claps its hands with a hearty laugh.' / Tell me: what sort of matter on the edge is accomplished by the open pillar clapping its hands? Examine!"