景德傳燈錄 20.85

20.85

Chan Master Jingwu of Yong'an on Mount Lu in Jiangzhou. A monk asked, "What is the matter of leaving home?" The Master said, "Letting go of one's hands from a cliff of ten thousand fathoms." The monk asked, "What is the matter of not leaving home?" The Master said, "Far different from building a nest on the Snowy Mountains; unlike Xu You hanging up a single gourd." A monk asked, "When the six gates do not communicate, how does one send a message?" The Master said, "Whom do you know on the outside, ācārya?" A monk asked, "How is it when one takes off the halter, sheds the horns, and comes carrying a pack?" The Master said, "Changing the bones and washing the intestines, one flees to the Purple Frontier; at the Hong Gate, take utmost care not to hold a reed in your mouth again." A monk asked, "With what have the sages from antiquity shown people?" The Master said, "Different from the First Dragon's season of transformation; far surpassing the perched phoenix crossing the flying dust." A monk asked, "What is a person who knows how to be a guest?" The Master said, "Even a precious carriage and fine bed are abandoned; who could pass through kalpas leaning by another's door?" A monk asked, "Many hands pan for gold; who is the one that gets it?" The Master said, "The Yellow Emperor never traveled to the Red Water; that the pearl was received by Wangxiang was also in vain." A monk asked, "How is it when snow covers the reed flowers?" The Master said, "Although frozen solid, it presents an auspicious color; after the sun shines, it instead confuses people."