There are many legends about the Bodhidharma; they
all have some significance. The first legend is: When he reached China -- it
took him three years -- the Chinese emperor Wu came to receive him. His fame
had reached ahead of him. Emperor Wu had done great service to the philosophy
of Gautam Buddha. Thousands of scholars were translating Buddhist scriptures
from Pali into Chinese and the emperor was the patron of all that great work of
translation. He had made thousands of temples and monasteries, and he was
feeding thousands of monks. He had put his whole treasure at the service of
Gautam Buddha, and naturally the Buddhist monks who had reached before Bodhidharma
had been telling him that he was earning great virtue, that he will be born as
a god in heaven.
Naturally, his first question to Bodhidharma was,
"I have made so many monasteries, I am feeding thousands of scholars, I
have opened a whole university for the studies of Gautam Buddha, I have put my
whole empire and its treasures in the service of Gautam Buddha. What is going
to be my reward?"
He was a little embarrassed seeing Bodhidharma, not
thinking that the man would be like this. He looked very ferocious. He had very
big eyes, but he had a very soft heart -- just a lotus flower in his heart. But
his face was almost as dangerous as you can conceive. Just the sunglasses were
missing; otherwise he was a mafia guy!
With great fear, Emperor Wu asked the question, and
Bodhidharma said, "Nothing, no reward. On the contrary, be ready to fall
into the seventh hell."
The emperor said, "But I have not done
anything wrong -- why the seventh hell? I have been doing everything that the
Buddhist monks have been telling me."
Bodhidharma said, "Unless you start hearing
your own voice, nobody can help you, Buddhist or non-Buddhist. And you have not
yet heard your inner voice. If you had heard it, you would not have asked such
a stupid question.
"On the path of Gautam Buddha there is no
reward because the very desire for reward comes from a greedy mind. The whole
teaching of Gautam Buddha is desirelessness and if you are doing all these
so-called virtuous acts, making temples and monasteries and feeding thousands
of monks, with a desire in your mind, you are preparing your way towards hell.
If you are doing these things out of joy, to share your joy with the whole
empire, and there is not even a slight desire anywhere for any reward, the very
act is a reward unto itself. Otherwise you have missed the whole point."
Emperor Wu said, "My mind is so full of
thoughts. I have been trying to create some peace of mind, but I have failed
and because of these thoughts and their noise, I cannot hear what you are
calling the inner voice. I don't know anything about it."
Bodhidharma said, "Then, four o'clock in the
morning, come alone without any bodyguards to the temple in the mountains where
I am going to stay. And I will put your mind at peace, forever."
The emperor thought this man really outlandish,
outrageous. He had met many monks; they were so polite, but this one does not
even bother that he is an emperor of a great country. And to go to him in the
darkness of early morning at four o'clock, alone.... And this man seems to be
dangerous -- he always used to carry a big staff with him.
The emperor could not sleep the whole night,
"To go or not to go? Because that man can do anything. He seems to be
absolutely unreliable." And on the other hand, he felt deep down in his
heart the sincerity of the man, that he is not a hypocrite. He does not care a
bit that you are an emperor and he is just a beggar. He behaves as an emperor,
and in front of him you are just a beggar. And the way he has said, "I
will put your mind at peace forever."
"Strange, because I have been asking,"
the emperor thought, "of many many wise people who have come from India,
and they all gave me methods, techniques, which I have been practicing, but
nothing is happening -- and this strange fellow, who looks almost mad, or
drunk, and has a strange face with such big eyes that he creates fear.... But
he seems to be sincere too -- he is a wild phenomenon. And it is worth to risk.
What can he do -- at the most he can kill me." Finally, he could not
resist the temptation because the man had promised, "I will put your mind
at peace forever."
Emperor Wu reached the temple at four o'clock,
early in the morning in darkness, alone, and Bodhidharma was standing there
with his staff, just on the
steps,
and he said, "I knew you would be coming, although the whole night you
debated whether to go or not to go. What kind of an emperor are you -- so
cowardly, being afraid of a poor monk, a poor beggar who has nothing in the
world except this staff. And with this staff I am going to put your mind to
silence."
The emperor thought, "My God, who has ever
heard that with a staff you can put somebody's mind to silence! You can finish
him, hit him hard on the head -- then the whole man is silent, not the mind.
But now it is too late to go back."
And Bodhidharma said, "Sit down here in the
courtyard of the temple." There was not a single man around. "Close
your eyes, I am sitting in front of you with my staff. Your work is to catch
hold of the mind. Just close your eyes and go inside looking for it -- where it
is. The moment you catch hold of it, just tell me, `Here it is.' And my staff
will do the remaining thing."
It was the strangest experience any seeker of truth
or peace or silence could have ever had -- but now there was no other way.
Emperor Wu sat there with closed eyes, knowing perfectly well that Bodhidharma
seems to mean everything he says. He looked all around -- there was no mind.
That staff did its work. For the first time he was in such a situation. The
choice... if you find the mind, one never knows what this man is going to do
with his staff. And in that silent mountainous place, in the presence of
Bodhidharma, who has a charisma of his own.... There have been many enlightened
people, but Bodhidharma stands aloof, alone, like an Everest. His every act is
unique and original. His every gesture has his own signature; it is not
borrowed.
He tried hard to look for the mind, and for the
first time he could not find the mind. It is a small strategy. Mind exists only
because you never look for it; it exists only because you are never aware of
it. When you are looking for it you are aware of it, and awareness surely kills
it completely. Hours passed and the sun was rising in the silent mountains with
a cool breeze. Bodhidharma could see on the face of Emperor Wu such peace, such
silence, such stillness as if he was a statue. He shook him and asked him,
"It has been a long time. Have you found the mind?"
Emperor Wu said, "Without using your staff,
you have pacified my mind completely. I don't have any mind and I have heard
the inner voice about which you talked. Now I know whatever you said was right.
You have transformed me without doing anything. Now I know that each act has to
be a reward unto itself; otherwise, don't do it. Who is there to give you the
reward? This is a childish idea. Who is there to give you the punishment? Your
action is punishment and your action is your reward. You are the master of your
destiny."
Bodhidharma said, "You are a rare disciple. I
love you, I respect you, not as an emperor but as a man who has the courage
just in a single sitting to bring so much awareness, so much light, that all
darkness of the mind disappears."
Wu tried to persuade him to come to the palace. He
said, "That is not my place; you can see I am wild, I do things I myself
don't know beforehand. I live moment to moment spontaneously, I am very unpredictable. I
may create unnecessary trouble for you, your court, your people; I am not meant
for palaces, just let me live in my wildness."
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