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2005-01-30 18:43:53 UTC
Sun Lotus tells the story of Sessen Doji:
"Long, long ago there was a young man who lived in the Snow Mountains and
was called Sessen Doji. He gathered brackens and nuts to keep himself alive,
made garments of deerskin to clothe his body and quietly practiced the Way.
As he observed the world with care and attention, Sessen Doji came to
understand that nothing is permanent and everything changes, and that all
that is born is destined to die. This weary world is as fleeting as a flash
of lightning, as the morning dew that vanishes in the sun, as a lamp easily
blown out by the wind, or as the fragile leaves of the plantain that are so
readily broken.
No one can escape this transience. In the end, all must take the journey to
the Yellow Springs, the land of death. When we imagine the trip to the other
world, we sense utter darkness. There is no light from the sun, the moon, or
the stars; not even so much as a torch to illuminate the way. And along that
dark road, there is no one to keep you company. When one is in the saha
world, he is surrounded by parents and relatives, brothers and sisters, wife
and children, and retainers. Fathers may show lofty compassion, and mothers,
profound loving sympathy. Husband and wife may be as faithful as two shrimps
of the sea who vow to share the same hole and never to part throughout life.
Yet, though they push their pillows side by side and sport together under
the quilts embroidered with mandarin ducks,17 they can never be together on
that journey to the land of death. As you travel alone in darkness, who will
come to encourage you?
Though old and young alike dwell in the realm of uncertainty, it is part of
the natural order for the elderly to die first and the young to remain
awhile. Thus, even as we grieve, we can find some cause for consolation.
Sometimes, however, it is the old who remain and the young who die first. No
one feels more bitter resentment than a young child who dies before his
parents. No one despairs more deeply than parents who see their child
precede them in death. People live in this fleeting world where all is
uncertainty and impermanence, yet day and night they think only of how much
wealth they can amass in this life. From dawn to dusk they concentrate on
worldly affairs, and neither revere the Buddha nor take faith in the Law.
They ignore Buddhist practice and lack wisdom, idling their days away. And
when they die and are brought before the court of Emma, the king of hell,
what can they carry as provisions on the long journey through the threefold
world? What can they use as a boat or raft to ferry themselves across the
sea of the sufferings of birth and death to the land of Actual Reward or the
land of Tranquil Light?18 When one is deluded, it is as if he were dreaming.
And when one is enlightened, it is as if he had awakened. Thinking in this
way, Sessen Doji resolved to awake from the dream of the transient world and
to seek the reality of enlightenment. So he secluded himself in the
mountains and devoted himself to deep meditation, sweeping away the dust of
delusion in his single-minded pursuit of the Buddhist Law.
The god Taishaku (Indra) looked down from heaven and observed Sessen Doji
in the distance. He thought to himself, "Though the baby fish are many,
there are few that grow up to be big fish. Though the flowers of the mango
tree are many, there are few that turn into fruit. In like manner, there are
many people who set their hearts on enlightenment, but only a few who
continue their practice and in fact attain the true Way. The aspiration for
enlightenment in common mortals is often hindered by evil influences and
easily swayed by circumstances; though many warriors don armor, few go
without fear into battle. Let me go test this young man's faith." So saying,
Taishaku disguised himself as a demon and appeared at Sessen Doji's side.
At that time the Buddha had not yet made his appearance in the world, and
although Sessen Doji had sought everywhere for the Mahayana teachings, he
had been unable to learn anything of them. Just then he heard a faint voice
saying, "All is changeable, nothing is constant. This is the law of birth
and death." Sessen Doji looked all around in amazement, but there was no one
in sight except a demon standing nearby. In appearance it was fierce and
horrible; the hairs on its head were like flames and the teeth in its mouth
like swords, and its eyes were fixed on Sessen Doji in a furious glare. When
Sessen Doji saw this, he was not frightened in the least. He was so
overjoyed at the opportunity to hear something of the Buddhist teaching that
he did not even question it. He was like a calf separated from its mother
that hears the faint sound of her lowing. "Who spoke that verse? There must
be more!" he thought, and once more he searched all around, but still there
was no one to be seen. He wondered if it could have been the demon who
recited the verse. But on second thought that seemed impossible, since the
demon must have been born a demon in retribution for some evil act in the
past. The verse was certainly a teaching of the Buddha, and he was sure it
could never have come from the mouth of a lowly demon. But as there was no
one else about, he asked, "Was it you who preached that verse?" "Don't speak
to me!" replied the demon. "I've had nothing to eat for days. I'm starved,
exhausted, and almost out of my mind. I may have uttered some sort of
nonsense, but in my dazed condition I don't even know what it was."
"For me to hear only the first half of that verse," said Sessen Doji, "is
like seeing only half the moon or obtaining half a jewel. It must have been
you who spoke, so I beg you to teach me the remaining half." The demon
replied sarcastically, "You are already enlightened, so you should feel no
resentment even if you don't hear the rest of the verse. I'm dying of
starvation and haven't the strength to speak--say no more to me!"
"Could you teach me if you had something to eat?" asked Sessen Doji. "If I
had something to eat, I might be able to," said the demon. Elated, Sessen
Doji said, "Well then, what kind of food would you like?" But the demon
replied, "Ask no more. You will certainly be horrified when you hear what I
eat. Besides, you would never be able to provide it."
Yet Sessen Doji was insistent. "If you will just tell me what you want, I
will try to find it for you." The demon answered, "I eat only the tender
flesh of humans and drink only their warm blood. I fly through the air far
and wide in search of food, but people are protected by the Buddhas and gods
so that even though I want to kill them, I cannot. I can only kill and eat
those whom the Buddhas and gods have forsaken."
Hearing this, Sessen Doji decided to give his own body for the sake of the
Law, so that he could hear the entire verse. "You food is right here," he
said. "You need look no further. Since I am still alive, my flesh is warm,
and my blood has had no time to turn cold. Therefore, I ask you to teach me
the rest of the verse, and in exchange, I will offer you my body." Then the
demon grew furious and demanded, "Who could believe your words? After I've
taught you the rest of the verse, who can I call on as a witness to make you
keep your promise?"
Sessen Doji replied, "This body of mine is mortal. But if I give my life for
the Law, casting away this vile body which would otherwise die in vain, in
the next life I will certainly be able to attain enlightenment and become a
Buddha. I will receive a pure and wonderful body. It will be like throwing
away a piece of crockery and receiving a precious vessel in exchange. I call
upon Bonten and Taishaku, the Four Heavenly Kings, and all the Buddhas and
bodhisattvas of the ten directions to be my witnesses. I could not possibly
deceive you before them."
The demon, somewhat mollified, said, "If what you say is true, I will teach
you the rest of the verse." Sessen Doji was overjoyed and, removing his
deerskin garment, spread it out for the demon to sit upon while he preached.
Then Sessen Doji knelt, bowed his head to the ground and placed his palms
together in reverence, saying, "All I ask is that you teach me the rest of
the verse." Thus he offered his heartfelt respect to the demon. The demon,
seating himself on the deerskin, then recited these words: "Extinguishing
the cycle of birth and death, one enters the joy of nirvana." The moment he
heard this, Sessen Doji was filled with joy, and his reverence for the verse
was boundless. Resolved to remember it even until the next life, he repeated
it over and over again and etched it deep in his heart.
He pondered, thinking to himself, "I rejoice that this verse, [though it
came from a demon,] is no different from the teaching of the Buddha, but at
the same time, I lament that I alone have heard it and that I am unable to
transmit it to others." Thereupon he inscribed the stanza on stones, cliff
faces and the trees along the road, and he prayed that those who might later
pass by would see it, understand its meaning and finally enter the true Way.
This done, he climbed a tall tree and threw himself down before the demon.
But before he had reached the ground, the demon quickly resumed his original
form as Taishaku, caught Sessen Doji and gently placed him on a level spot.
Bowing before him reverently, Taishaku said, "In order to test you, I held
back the Buddha's holy teaching for a time, causing anguish in the heart of
a bodhisattva. I hope you will forgive my fault and save me without fail in
my next life."
Then all of the heavenly beings gathered around to praise Sessen Doji,
saying, "How wonderful! He is truly a bodhisattva." Thus, by casting away
his body to listen to half a verse, Sessen Doji was able to transcend the
realm of birth and death for twelve kalpas. This story appears in the
Nirvana Sutra.
In the past Sessen Doji was willing to give his life in order to hear but
half a verse. How much more thankful should we be to hear a chapter or even
a volume of the Lotus Sutra! How can we ever repay such a blessing? Indeed,
if you care about your next life, you should make Sessen Doji your example.
Even though you may be too poor to offer anything of value, if the
opportunity should arise to give up your life for the sake of the Buddhist
Law, you should offer your life in order to study Buddhism.
This body of ours in the end will become nothing more than the soil of the
hills and fields. Therefore, it is useless to begrudge your life, for though
you may wish to, you cannot cling to it forever. Even people who live a long
time rarely live beyond the age of one hundred. And all the events of a
lifetime are like the dream one dreams in a brief nap. Though one may have
been fortunate enough to be born as a human being and may perhaps have even
renounced the world in order to seek the truth, if he fails to study
Buddhism and to refute its slanderers but simply spends his time in idleness
and chatter, then he is no better than an animal dressed in priestly robes.
He may call himself a priest and earn his livelihood as such, but in no way
does he deserve to be regarded as a true priest. He is nothing but a thief
who has stolen the name of priest. How shameful and frightening!
In the theoretical teaching of the Lotus Sutra there is a passage which
reads, "We do not hold our own lives dear. We value only the supreme Way."19
Another passage from the essential teaching reads, "They do not begrudge
their lives."20 The Nirvana Sutra states, "One's body is insignificant while
the Law is supreme. One should give his life in order to propagate the
Law."21 Thus both the theoretical and essential teachings of the Lotus
Sutra, as well as the Nirvana Sutra, all indicate that one should give one's
life to spread the Law. It is a grave offense to go against these
admonitions, and though one cannot see it with the eye, the error piles up
until it sends one plummeting to hell. It is like heat or cold, which has no
shape or form that can be seen with the eye. Yet in winter the cold comes to
attack trees and grasses, men and beasts, and in summer the heat comes to
torment people and animals."
"Long, long ago there was a young man who lived in the Snow Mountains and
was called Sessen Doji. He gathered brackens and nuts to keep himself alive,
made garments of deerskin to clothe his body and quietly practiced the Way.
As he observed the world with care and attention, Sessen Doji came to
understand that nothing is permanent and everything changes, and that all
that is born is destined to die. This weary world is as fleeting as a flash
of lightning, as the morning dew that vanishes in the sun, as a lamp easily
blown out by the wind, or as the fragile leaves of the plantain that are so
readily broken.
No one can escape this transience. In the end, all must take the journey to
the Yellow Springs, the land of death. When we imagine the trip to the other
world, we sense utter darkness. There is no light from the sun, the moon, or
the stars; not even so much as a torch to illuminate the way. And along that
dark road, there is no one to keep you company. When one is in the saha
world, he is surrounded by parents and relatives, brothers and sisters, wife
and children, and retainers. Fathers may show lofty compassion, and mothers,
profound loving sympathy. Husband and wife may be as faithful as two shrimps
of the sea who vow to share the same hole and never to part throughout life.
Yet, though they push their pillows side by side and sport together under
the quilts embroidered with mandarin ducks,17 they can never be together on
that journey to the land of death. As you travel alone in darkness, who will
come to encourage you?
Though old and young alike dwell in the realm of uncertainty, it is part of
the natural order for the elderly to die first and the young to remain
awhile. Thus, even as we grieve, we can find some cause for consolation.
Sometimes, however, it is the old who remain and the young who die first. No
one feels more bitter resentment than a young child who dies before his
parents. No one despairs more deeply than parents who see their child
precede them in death. People live in this fleeting world where all is
uncertainty and impermanence, yet day and night they think only of how much
wealth they can amass in this life. From dawn to dusk they concentrate on
worldly affairs, and neither revere the Buddha nor take faith in the Law.
They ignore Buddhist practice and lack wisdom, idling their days away. And
when they die and are brought before the court of Emma, the king of hell,
what can they carry as provisions on the long journey through the threefold
world? What can they use as a boat or raft to ferry themselves across the
sea of the sufferings of birth and death to the land of Actual Reward or the
land of Tranquil Light?18 When one is deluded, it is as if he were dreaming.
And when one is enlightened, it is as if he had awakened. Thinking in this
way, Sessen Doji resolved to awake from the dream of the transient world and
to seek the reality of enlightenment. So he secluded himself in the
mountains and devoted himself to deep meditation, sweeping away the dust of
delusion in his single-minded pursuit of the Buddhist Law.
The god Taishaku (Indra) looked down from heaven and observed Sessen Doji
in the distance. He thought to himself, "Though the baby fish are many,
there are few that grow up to be big fish. Though the flowers of the mango
tree are many, there are few that turn into fruit. In like manner, there are
many people who set their hearts on enlightenment, but only a few who
continue their practice and in fact attain the true Way. The aspiration for
enlightenment in common mortals is often hindered by evil influences and
easily swayed by circumstances; though many warriors don armor, few go
without fear into battle. Let me go test this young man's faith." So saying,
Taishaku disguised himself as a demon and appeared at Sessen Doji's side.
At that time the Buddha had not yet made his appearance in the world, and
although Sessen Doji had sought everywhere for the Mahayana teachings, he
had been unable to learn anything of them. Just then he heard a faint voice
saying, "All is changeable, nothing is constant. This is the law of birth
and death." Sessen Doji looked all around in amazement, but there was no one
in sight except a demon standing nearby. In appearance it was fierce and
horrible; the hairs on its head were like flames and the teeth in its mouth
like swords, and its eyes were fixed on Sessen Doji in a furious glare. When
Sessen Doji saw this, he was not frightened in the least. He was so
overjoyed at the opportunity to hear something of the Buddhist teaching that
he did not even question it. He was like a calf separated from its mother
that hears the faint sound of her lowing. "Who spoke that verse? There must
be more!" he thought, and once more he searched all around, but still there
was no one to be seen. He wondered if it could have been the demon who
recited the verse. But on second thought that seemed impossible, since the
demon must have been born a demon in retribution for some evil act in the
past. The verse was certainly a teaching of the Buddha, and he was sure it
could never have come from the mouth of a lowly demon. But as there was no
one else about, he asked, "Was it you who preached that verse?" "Don't speak
to me!" replied the demon. "I've had nothing to eat for days. I'm starved,
exhausted, and almost out of my mind. I may have uttered some sort of
nonsense, but in my dazed condition I don't even know what it was."
"For me to hear only the first half of that verse," said Sessen Doji, "is
like seeing only half the moon or obtaining half a jewel. It must have been
you who spoke, so I beg you to teach me the remaining half." The demon
replied sarcastically, "You are already enlightened, so you should feel no
resentment even if you don't hear the rest of the verse. I'm dying of
starvation and haven't the strength to speak--say no more to me!"
"Could you teach me if you had something to eat?" asked Sessen Doji. "If I
had something to eat, I might be able to," said the demon. Elated, Sessen
Doji said, "Well then, what kind of food would you like?" But the demon
replied, "Ask no more. You will certainly be horrified when you hear what I
eat. Besides, you would never be able to provide it."
Yet Sessen Doji was insistent. "If you will just tell me what you want, I
will try to find it for you." The demon answered, "I eat only the tender
flesh of humans and drink only their warm blood. I fly through the air far
and wide in search of food, but people are protected by the Buddhas and gods
so that even though I want to kill them, I cannot. I can only kill and eat
those whom the Buddhas and gods have forsaken."
Hearing this, Sessen Doji decided to give his own body for the sake of the
Law, so that he could hear the entire verse. "You food is right here," he
said. "You need look no further. Since I am still alive, my flesh is warm,
and my blood has had no time to turn cold. Therefore, I ask you to teach me
the rest of the verse, and in exchange, I will offer you my body." Then the
demon grew furious and demanded, "Who could believe your words? After I've
taught you the rest of the verse, who can I call on as a witness to make you
keep your promise?"
Sessen Doji replied, "This body of mine is mortal. But if I give my life for
the Law, casting away this vile body which would otherwise die in vain, in
the next life I will certainly be able to attain enlightenment and become a
Buddha. I will receive a pure and wonderful body. It will be like throwing
away a piece of crockery and receiving a precious vessel in exchange. I call
upon Bonten and Taishaku, the Four Heavenly Kings, and all the Buddhas and
bodhisattvas of the ten directions to be my witnesses. I could not possibly
deceive you before them."
The demon, somewhat mollified, said, "If what you say is true, I will teach
you the rest of the verse." Sessen Doji was overjoyed and, removing his
deerskin garment, spread it out for the demon to sit upon while he preached.
Then Sessen Doji knelt, bowed his head to the ground and placed his palms
together in reverence, saying, "All I ask is that you teach me the rest of
the verse." Thus he offered his heartfelt respect to the demon. The demon,
seating himself on the deerskin, then recited these words: "Extinguishing
the cycle of birth and death, one enters the joy of nirvana." The moment he
heard this, Sessen Doji was filled with joy, and his reverence for the verse
was boundless. Resolved to remember it even until the next life, he repeated
it over and over again and etched it deep in his heart.
He pondered, thinking to himself, "I rejoice that this verse, [though it
came from a demon,] is no different from the teaching of the Buddha, but at
the same time, I lament that I alone have heard it and that I am unable to
transmit it to others." Thereupon he inscribed the stanza on stones, cliff
faces and the trees along the road, and he prayed that those who might later
pass by would see it, understand its meaning and finally enter the true Way.
This done, he climbed a tall tree and threw himself down before the demon.
But before he had reached the ground, the demon quickly resumed his original
form as Taishaku, caught Sessen Doji and gently placed him on a level spot.
Bowing before him reverently, Taishaku said, "In order to test you, I held
back the Buddha's holy teaching for a time, causing anguish in the heart of
a bodhisattva. I hope you will forgive my fault and save me without fail in
my next life."
Then all of the heavenly beings gathered around to praise Sessen Doji,
saying, "How wonderful! He is truly a bodhisattva." Thus, by casting away
his body to listen to half a verse, Sessen Doji was able to transcend the
realm of birth and death for twelve kalpas. This story appears in the
Nirvana Sutra.
In the past Sessen Doji was willing to give his life in order to hear but
half a verse. How much more thankful should we be to hear a chapter or even
a volume of the Lotus Sutra! How can we ever repay such a blessing? Indeed,
if you care about your next life, you should make Sessen Doji your example.
Even though you may be too poor to offer anything of value, if the
opportunity should arise to give up your life for the sake of the Buddhist
Law, you should offer your life in order to study Buddhism.
This body of ours in the end will become nothing more than the soil of the
hills and fields. Therefore, it is useless to begrudge your life, for though
you may wish to, you cannot cling to it forever. Even people who live a long
time rarely live beyond the age of one hundred. And all the events of a
lifetime are like the dream one dreams in a brief nap. Though one may have
been fortunate enough to be born as a human being and may perhaps have even
renounced the world in order to seek the truth, if he fails to study
Buddhism and to refute its slanderers but simply spends his time in idleness
and chatter, then he is no better than an animal dressed in priestly robes.
He may call himself a priest and earn his livelihood as such, but in no way
does he deserve to be regarded as a true priest. He is nothing but a thief
who has stolen the name of priest. How shameful and frightening!
In the theoretical teaching of the Lotus Sutra there is a passage which
reads, "We do not hold our own lives dear. We value only the supreme Way."19
Another passage from the essential teaching reads, "They do not begrudge
their lives."20 The Nirvana Sutra states, "One's body is insignificant while
the Law is supreme. One should give his life in order to propagate the
Law."21 Thus both the theoretical and essential teachings of the Lotus
Sutra, as well as the Nirvana Sutra, all indicate that one should give one's
life to spread the Law. It is a grave offense to go against these
admonitions, and though one cannot see it with the eye, the error piles up
until it sends one plummeting to hell. It is like heat or cold, which has no
shape or form that can be seen with the eye. Yet in winter the cold comes to
attack trees and grasses, men and beasts, and in summer the heat comes to
torment people and animals."
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Permission to read, copy or archive
this message is neither given nor implied.