Talking about throwing away flowers.

Everyone has had a low point in life to some extent. In the trough, as we all know, the most taboo is to lose confidence and motivation. Once we lose confidence and motivation to rise, everything we see is gray and black. In addition, the confusion we are most likely to make is to fall into infinite self-blame and regret: if only we hadn't done that; If only I wasn't such an asshole; If only I were not so impulsive; If only I hadn't given up so early and stuck to it ... and so on. Did it ever occur to you at that time that all these ideas were rubbish? Our minds are full of rubbish, how can we have enough energy to think about how to jump out of the trough? Just like holding the garbage tightly with both hands, even if there are flowers in front, we don't have a third hand to pick them up.

About two years ago, I fell into extreme insecurity because of one thing. At that time, I was always worried about something that might not happen at all; Because the scar is too heavy, no matter what people around me say or do, I always feel that it may be a lie. The other person may be lying to me, may not tell me the truth, or may not say the truth ... I always think of those injuries and pains over and over again, and then I fall into a strange circle of anxiety. The more I think about it, the more I doubt it, the more uneasy I am, and my mood sinks into a trough.

I tried many ways to save myself. Go to art exhibitions, flower shows, amusement parks, museums, all kinds of interesting places, favorite TV programs and all kinds of things you like to do. However, it still doesn't help. At that time, I had not seen chicken soup for more than ten years, and began to buy books on chicken soup for the soul from the Internet. I have been watching, trying to absorb and digest the author's thoughts, and when I meet a story similar to my own, I try to listen to the author's persuasion and learn to let go of the past. Those books comforted me more or less. And let me completely put down those past, throw away those spiritual rubbish and start a new life, is such a word-Zhi Zhi. This is one of the life wisdom of Master Hongyi.

We often say, we should know how to master the sense of proportion and learn to stop. However, this is the first time I heard the word "Zhi Zhi". That was the first time I thought about what Zhi Zhi was. Master Hongyi said, "Contentment is always a joy, and you will never be humiliated. Zhi Zhi always stops, and he will never be ashamed. Anmo is content with contentment, and the danger is beyond words. " The master said that people should know how to be satisfied with Zhi Zhi. Contentment must be known to everyone, so I won't go into details here. Just talk about Zhi Zhi. What is Zhi Zhi? I read it myself to a certain extent, reached out and blocked it, saying "I don't want it"; It is to have a clear understanding of your goals, destination and principled position. "Zhi Zhi" is only a few words, but it contains endless Zen. The extremes of things will be reversed, and the water will follow. The master said that people should not be too greedy, but should stop craving at the right time. So, what about those negative thoughts? Although it is not the same as desire, it is the same to think about it. Isn't it endless just to think about those injuries, setbacks, failures, pains and misfortunes?

When we are immersed in the irreversible past, what have we overlooked? Right now, right now. When our limited energy and brain capacity are filled with these negative rubbish, when our eyes and our hearts are blinded by these dust, even the blazing sunshine and overflowing happiness can't be seen or felt. Therefore, only by sweeping away these spiritual dust and throwing away these ideological rubbish can we bathe in the sunshine and see happiness.

Tell you such a short story. There is a devout Buddhist who picks the freshest flowers from his garden every day to worship Buddha. One day, an unscrupulous Zen master came out of the Buddhist temple and happened to meet him. He was overjoyed and said, "You offer flowers to the Buddha so devoutly every day. According to the classic records, you often offer flowers to the Buddha, and the afterlife will be solemn! "

The believers replied, "This is right. Every time I bring flowers to the Buddhist temple, I feel cold. " . But as soon as I got home, I was immediately disturbed by the noise of the world and became extremely upset. Dare to ask the master, how can people keep a quiet and pure heart in the noisy world? "

Master Wude did not answer the rhetorical question: "You must have some common sense about flowers and plants by offering them to the Buddha. Then how do you keep the flowers fresh? "

The believer replied, "It's very simple. It is nothing more than changing water for flowers every day, and cutting off a section of pedicel when changing water, because one end of the pedicel is easy to rot when immersed in water. After decay, water and nutrients are not easily absorbed, and it is easy to wither after a long time. "

The unscrupulous Zen master said, "Yes, it is the same to keep a quiet and pure heart. Our living environment is like water in a bottle, and we are like those flowers. Only by constantly purifying your body and mind and removing bad distractions in time can you constantly absorb the food of nature and keep quiet and pure at all times. "

Yes, as Zen master Wude said, those bad ideas, past injuries and past misfortunes, like rotten pedicels, should be cut off. If we don't stop and clear the dust that blinds our hearts in time, how can we see the beauty of sunshine and keep our hearts quiet and unpolluted at all times?

In fact, if we don't throw away the rubbish in our hands, we can't spare our hands to grow flowers.

They all say to go into battle lightly, but the luggage here refers not only to physical luggage, but also to mental luggage. If we don't throw away the painful mental burden of the past and get rid of all kinds of negative emotions in time, we won't feel the infinite beauty on the journey of life now.

In ancient times, a young man went to visit a famous Zen master not far from Wan Li with a huge package on his back.

After seeing the young man, the Zen master looked him up and down and asked, "What's in your package?"

The young man replied, "It's pain, frustration, misfortune, and others' harm to me ..."

The Zen master nodded gently and took the young man across the river by boat without saying anything. After landing, the Zen master looked at the boat behind him and said to the young man, "Carry this boat and let's continue on our way."

The young man was puzzled: "Master, how can I carry such a heavy ship?"

The Zen master smiled and said, "You are right. A boat is a tool for crossing a river. When you cross the river, you should leave it on the shore and walk calmly. But if we insist on carrying the boat together, it will be difficult to move. "

The young man suddenly realized.

Life is like a trip. When you reach a certain age, you should try to do subtraction. Get rid of so-called spiritual rubbish such as negative thoughts and painful memories, and let the mind have room to accept positive thoughts and a better life. So, isn't this better?

Tell another little fable.

Middling is a kind of bug that likes to carry things. When it crawls on the road, it grabs something and carries it on its back. Its back is not smooth, so the pile won't come loose. Things are getting heavier and heavier, but even if they are too tired to climb, they refuse to throw away the things on their backs. Someone sympathized with it and took it off, but it got up again. It likes to climb high and refuses to stop with all its strength. The result is often exhaustion.

Many people like to carry all kinds of things on their backs. The pain and misfortune of the past, the unintentional words or eyes of others, will be in my heart and will not be brushed away. I don't know, it is these rubbish that occupy the memory of my brain and soul, making me unable to enjoy the present and refuse new ideas and a better life.

Some time ago, when cleaning the house, I deeply realized this truth. Influenced by the traditional education of parents since childhood, I am not very good at throwing things. Open the closet, the clothes I bought n years ago have not been worn for several years, and I don't think I will wear them again, but they are still neatly stacked there. I took out my pen container, bought dozens of oil pens before going abroad, and gave dozens of oil pens when attending various briefing sessions. I know that I may not have many opportunities to use them again, but I still have them. I have to turn them over every time I look for pens. When I opened the cupboard, the lunch box I bought in Baiyuan Store when I first came to Japan, the disposable chopsticks and spoons sent by the supermarket, and the cups that will not be used again occupied more than half of the space in the cupboard. I know these tableware won't be used again, but I still refuse to throw them away. I put them there and occupy more than half of the cabinets. Shopping bags in supermarkets, gift boxes, stacks of bookmarks attached when buying books, paper towels with advertising paper distributed by the roadside, bottles and jars filled with various sauces, plastic boxes filled with fruits, and even plastic bottles after drinking drinks. A lot of things are always thought to be used in the future, so they are kept and unwilling to throw away. In this way, the small house, filled with these things, is even more cramped.

I complained at that time, where is this home? This is obviously a warehouse full of goods and a dump full of rubbish.

Endure to the limit, finally rolled up his sleeves and decided to start packing these things. On the edge of the desk, it turned out to be some stacked paper boxes containing old handouts. After cleaning, I moved a small cabinet and put it on the wall casually, about ten centimeters higher than the desk. The moment I moved over, my pent-up heart suddenly lit up. I also cleaned up most of the unused things on the one-meter-high cargo iron shelf next to the refrigerator. At that moment, the mood was also bright for a long time. In the wardrobe now, there are no more piles of old clothes, useless lunch boxes and tableware cups, refills in pen containers, plastic bags and packaging boxes in the corner of the room ... in this way, I cleaned up my home bit by bit.

It turns out that I put the garbage where I can put flowers.

The physical space is like this, so is the spiritual space. If we have rubbish in our hands, how can we get flowers empty-handed? If we indulge in the pain of the past, how can we enjoy the beautiful present and future?

If you, like me, are experiencing the pain of not knowing how to let go, you might as well learn from Zhi Zhi, try to throw away the garbage in your hand, really get out of your heart, accept flowers, bathe in the sunshine and feel a better life.

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Ling suyun. 2020.03.07. The small book nest of Yuguo Temple.

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