Place of no Questions

Dear Seekers!

I bring you a very short Zen story today (only 44 words!)

Some of you already know by now that Zen stories points towards Zen (Experience) and it does not matter how many words it has. It is a pointer towards the essence of life.

There are only 3 statements in this story. Let us read the story and then we can go through it in detail:

Upon meeting a Zen Master at a social event, a psychiatrist decided to ask him a question that had been on his mind.

“Exactly how do you help people?” he asked.

 “I get them where they can’t ask any more questions,” the Master answered.

 A psychiatrist got lucky to be able to meet a Zen Master. It is a really graceful event in itself to be able to meet a Master. Master only appears to those who have a real desire for the truth.

Even though the psychiatrist got this profound opportunity to meet the Master, he is incapacitated by his mind (beliefs/programming/patterns/habits) and ends up asking a stupid question.

We are all a victim of our own minds. Our mind lead us and we find ourselves helpless and bound by its conditions and whims. We are imprisoned by it.

Only a Master is free to choose his response. Only the one who has Mastered his mind.

But even though a stupid question is asked it is still very meaningful. Meaningful because Masters don’t reply to the questions. They reply to persons. Master’s reply is subjective for a person. Different seekers asking the same question to a Master might get different replies. It is because Master is not answering the question. He is answering the person by looking at all what one is filled of and all that one is capable to be. The answers from the Master are insightful and point towards the real experience.

The psychiatrist thinks the Master is famous because he is able to help people. He wanted to understand what he might be doing to be able to help people. The question is coming from the kind of life psychiatrist must be dealing with. It must be in his profession to meet different patients who are sick and need help on the mental front.

Now look at what the Master replied. He said “ I get them where they can’t ask any more questions.”

You can see that the Master is not answering the question but he has still answered it.

He is not telling any techniques or process but he is simply pointing towards the real thing.

What is that place where you can’t ask any more questions?

Think about it.

All the questions that you have are simply a byproduct of all the conditioning and learning your mind has gone through. Are they worth more than pennies? Even after getting answers to your so-called questions, no change actually happens in your life. You continue to live as it is and nothing happens. These questions never get you anywhere.

Points for Contemplation:

 What are my questions?

Even if I get answers to all my questions, would it really help me?

What is that place where you can’t ask any more questions?

 

Happy Thoughts!

Mohit

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About mohitvalecha

Mohit is an optimistic day-dreamer and romancer who gave up his 11 year old software profession experience to build his dream in Creative Writing. He writes blogs, articles, reviews, children stories, fiction and non-fiction spirituality books to promote reading and provide a meaning to people’s lives. If he is not reading or writing, you would find him making mock, cock and all other kinds of tails or playing with his charming son Krishna. His life is a love triangle with three corners being Devi, Krishna and his Guru, Sirshree. Mohit’s passion is Meditation, Heal and Help people and play “Bhi ta!” (Another form of Hide-&-Seek) with Krishna.
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One Response to Place of no Questions

  1. Raziel says:

    As someone riddled with questions due to the uncertainty I see around me, the answer is truly deep. Wonderful story.

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