The Soup Of The Soup Of The Duck

"A relative came to visit Nasruddin bringing a duck as a gift. So the bird was cooked and eaten.  Soon a stream of guests began to call, each claiming to be a friend of the friend of the ‘man who brought you the duck.’ Each one, of course, expected to be fed and housed on the strength of that hapless bird.  The Mulla bore it manfully till the day a stranger arrived and said: “I am a friend of the friend of the kinsman who brought you the duck.” And, like the others, he sat down, expecting to be fed.  Nasruddin placed a bowl of steaming water under his nose. “What’s this?” asked the stranger. “This,” said the Mulla “is the soup of the soup of the duck that was brought to me by your friend.”  One hears of people who became the disciples of the disciples of someone who experienced the Divine. How can you transmit a kiss through a messenger?" from the book  "Song Of The Bird"  by  Anthony de Mello truth,  OdiliaCarmen

Constant Awareness

"No Zen student would presume to teach others till he had lived with his Master for a minimum of ten years.  Tenno, having completed his ten years of apprenticeship, acquired the rank of teacher.  One day he went to visit the Master Nan-in. It was a rainy day, so Tenno wore wooden clogs and carried an umbrella.  When he walked in, Nan-in greeted him with, “You left your wooden clogs and umbrella on the porch didn’t you? Tell me, did you place your umbrella on the right side of the clogs or on the left?” Tenno was embarrassed, for he did not know the answer. He realized he lacked Awareness. So he became Nan-in’s student and laboured for ten more years to acquire Continual Awareness.  The person who is ceaselessly aware: the person who is totally there each moment: behold the Master!" from the book  "Song Of The Bird"  by  Anthony de Mello truth,  OdiliaCarmen

The Elephant And The Rat

"An elephant was enjoying a dip in a Jungle pool when a rat came up to insist that he get out.  “I won’t,” said the elephant.  “I insist you get out this minute,” said the rat.  “Why?”  “I shall tell you that only after you are out of the pool.”  “Then I won’t get out.”  But he finally lumbered out of the pool, stood in front of the rat and said, “Now then, why did you want me to get out of the pool?”  “To check if you were wearing my swimming trunks,” said the rat.  An elephant will sooner fit into the trunks of a rat than God into our notions of him." from the book  "Song Of The Bird"  by  Anthony de Mello truth,  OdiliaCarmen