286-What remains is only the tea- Buddhism in daily life

What remains is only the tea


In a beautiful monastery once lived an "enlightened" monk, he had
followed the historical Buddha and also "awakened". His disciples
loved him, his wisdom was comprehensive, his teaching inspiring,
his personality was unique in his circle of earth.


Among his followers was a young man of good looks, excellent
education, from a good house, who also wanted to become a monk,
living in the temple to learn the higher ordinances from his
master, his desire was to learn.


One fine day, the monk sent the disciple to the city to buy new
tea, the young man set out. When he arrived at the market, he met
a beautiful woman, and they instantly fell in love.


The student went back to the temple, explained his situation to
the master, the white man smiled and let him go.


The young couple married quickly, built a house by the river, had
many children, life was beautiful, the harvest abundant, the fish
from the river helped them to modest prosperity.


But one day their land was flooded, the village sank in the
floods, the water rose higher and higher, the family climbed onto
the roof, but the storm became stronger and stronger, whole trees
floated on the water, and one brought the house down. First one
child disappeared in the water, then the other, the husband tried
to hold the children, to protect them, but everything was in
vain. Finally, his wife was also washed away. The river, which
had nourished them for so long, took away all his loved ones in a
short time. He managed to save himself on a hill, desperate and
full of grief he lamented the death in his family.


Then a figure from the shadows approached him, it was his old
master.


He asked him: "Where is my tea, you have been gone so long"?


A sad story, but also full of consolation!


After a catastrophe there is only one possible way: "The return
to life"!


No matter what happens, who we lose, no matter what happens, the
earth continues to turn. According to Buddha, clinging, wanting,
desiring is the cause of all suffering.


I especially like to drink Chinese Wu Long tea, when I am
thoughtful all the better.


A murder may be forgiven, a rudeness over tea never.


- from China -


Waiter, if this is coffee, bring me tea, but if this is tea,
bring me coffee.


- Abraham Lincoln - 16th President of the United States of
America - 1809 to 1865


One drinks tea to forget the noise of the world


- T'ien Yiheng - Chinese scholar - 1491 to 1570


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