🔍 Two Monks and the Woman at the River
An old Zen story. Two monks reached a river. A woman was standing there, afraid to cross.
One monk silently picked her up, carried her to the other side, put her down, and the monks walked on.
Two hours later, the second monk couldn't hold it in:
"How could you? We are forbidden to touch women! You broke your vow!"
The first monk looked at him and said:
"I left her on the riverbank two hours ago. Are you still carrying her?"
This is how we live.
The event ended yesterday, a year, or ten years ago. But the mind continues to carry it on its back.
Drop her. The river is long gone.
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