The sound of truth
Feb 15, 2006 10:19 AM
by Bill Meredith
*The True Sound of Truth*
An old story speaks about a similar problem. A devoted meditator, after
years concentrating on a particular mantra, had attained enough insight
to begin teaching. The student's humility was far from perfect, but the
teachers at the monastery were not worried.
A few years of successful teaching left the meditator with no thoughts
about learning from anyone; but upon hearing about a famous hermit
living nearby, the opportunity was too exciting to be passed up.
The hermit lived alone on an island at the middle of a lake, so the
meditator hired a man with a boat to row across to the island. The
meditator was very respectful of the old hermit. As they shared some tea
made with herbs the meditator asked him about his spiritual practice.
The old man said he had no spiritual practice, except for a mantra which
he repeated all the time to himself. The meditator was pleased: the
hermit was using the same mantra he used himself -- but when the hermit
spoke the mantra aloud, the meditator was horrified!
"What's wrong?" asked the hermit.
"I don't know what to say. I'm afraid you've wasted your whole life! You
are pronouncing the mantra */incorrectly/*!"
"Oh, Dear! That */is/* terrible. How */should /*I say it?"
The meditator gave the correct pronunciation, and the old hermit was
very grateful, asking to be left alone so he could get started right
away. On the way back across the lake the meditator, now confirmed as an
accomplished teacher, was pondering the sad fate of the hermit.
"It's so fortunate that I came along. At least he will have a little
time to practice correctly before he dies." Just then, the meditator
noticed that the boatman was looking quite shocked, and turned to see
the hermit standing respectfully on the water, next to the boat.
"Excuse me, please. I hate to bother you, but I've forgotten the correct
pronunciation again. Would you please repeat it for me?"
"You obviously don't need it," stammered the meditator; but the old man
persisted in his polite request until the meditator relented and told
him again the way he thought the mantra should be pronounced.
The old hermit was saying the mantra very carefully, slowly, over and
over, as he walked across the surface of the water back to the island.
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