Tanzan and Ekido

Tanzan and Ekido

Tanzan and Ekido

Tanzan and Ekido were once travelling together down a muddy road. A heavy rain was falling. Coming around a bend, they met a lovely girl in a silk kimono and sash, unable to cross the intersection.

“Come on girl”, said Tanzan at once. Lifting her in his arms he carried her over the mud.
Ekido did not speak again until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he could restrain himself no longer.

“We monks do not go near females”, he told Tanzan, “especially not young and beautiful ones, it is dangerous. Why did you do that?”

“I left the girl there”, said Tanzan, “are you still carrying her?”

We all carry too much baggage around………………. Learn to let go. There is a lot to be learned from ancient wisdom.

Tanzan and Ekido were once travelling together down a muddy road. A heavy rain was falling. Coming around a bend, they met a lovely girl in a silk kimono and sash, unable to cross the intersection.“Come on girl”, said Tanzan at once. Lifting her in his arms he carried her over the mud.
Ekido did not speak again until that night when they reached a lodging temple. Then he could restrain himself no longer.“We monks do not go near females”, he told Tanzan, “especially not young and beautiful ones, it is dangerous. Why did you do that?”“I left the girl there”, said Tanzan, “are you still carrying her?”We all carry too much baggage around………………. Learn to let go. There is a lot to be learned from ancient wisdom.