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Revision as of 14:11, 22 March 2022

event type discourse
date & time 1 Mar 1976 am
location Chuang Tzu Auditorium, Poona
language English
audio Available, duration 1h 35min. Quality: good.
online audio
video Not available
online video
see also
online text find the PDF of this discourse
shorttitle SEARCH01
notes
synopsis
Reader of the sutras: Sw Ananda Teertha.
The sutras
1. The Search for the Bull
In the pasture of this world,
I endlessly push aside the tall grasses in search of the bull.
Following unnamed rivers,
Lost upon the interpenetrating paths of distant mountains,
My strength failing and my vitality exhausted, I cannot find the bull.
I only hear the locusts chirring through the forest at night.
Comment:
The bull has never been lost. What need is there to search? Only because of separation from my true nature, I fail to find him. In the confusion of the senses I lose even his tracks. Far from home, I see many crossroads, but which way is the right one, I know not. Greed and fear, good and bad, entangle me.
2. Discovering the Footprints
Along the river bank under the trees,
I discover footprints!
Even under the fragrant grass I see his prints.
Deep in remote mountains they are found.
These traces no more can be hidden than one's nose looking heavenward.
Comment:
Understanding the teaching, I see the footprints of the bull. Then I learn that, just as many utensils are made from one metal, so too are myriad entities made of the fabric of self. Unless I discriminate, how will I perceive the true from the untrue? Not yet having entered the gate, nevertheless I have discerned the path.


(source:CD-ROM)


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