STORY OF THE ZEN GARDEN
Once a Zen master was teaching the art of gardening to the king of Japan. After three years of teaching he said, "Now I will come and see your garden -- that will be the examination of what you have done in these three years." And he told him "What ever you learn, go on practicing it in your palace garden. Any day I will come."
The king had prepared the garden and he was waiting for that great day when his master would visit him. Finally that day came. The king was very happy. For those three years he had used nearly one thousand gardeners to implement everything in the minutest detail. And for that whole day and night -- because next morning the master would be there -- the garden was cleaned, everything was put exactly right, as it should be, nothing out of place and with no mistakes...
The next morning - The master came. The king was very happy because what ever the master had taught had been absolutely followed through; it was impossible to find any fault. But the master looked at the garden and became very serious -- which was not normal to the master. He was a jolly man. But, he became sad.
As they moved into the garden he became more and more serious and the king started feeling a unsure within him: Was he going to fail? What had gone wrong? The silence of the master was too heavy. Finally the king asked, "What is the matter? I have never seen you so serious. I was thinking you would be extremely happy that your disciple had worked hard."
The master said, "Everything is right but where are the golden leaves? I don't see any dead leaves, yellow leaves fluttering in the wind. Without that the garden looks dead; there is no song, no dance. Without that the garden looks very artificial.
The king had removed all the dead leaves, not only from the ground but even from the plants and the big trees. He had never thought that death is also part of life, that it is not its opposite but its complementary, that without it there would be no life. And certainly the master was right: Yes, the garden was beautiful, but it looked as if it were a painting, not alive.
The master said, "The golden wind is missing. Where is the Gold? Bring the golden wind!" The master took a bucket and went out of the garden, outside the gate, all the leaves had been thrown together in a pile. He collected the leaves in the bucket, came back and threw the leaves on the path. Suddenly the wind started blowing them here and there, and there was noise and there was music, and there was dance. The master said, "Now there is life! The wind is golden again."
This is the golden wind: when all thoughts fall down from your mind and your consciousness stands absolutely bare and naked.
Deep down near your roots the wind is blowing and all your thoughts are fluttering far away from you, no more a part of you. They still remain there. They don't go anywhere, but they are no more a part of you. You have transcended; you are standing above them, a watcher on the hills.
And that's what meditation is. The goal of meditation is to go beyond the mind and experience our essential nature—which is described as peace, hap
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