An Alan Watts lecture on letting go, built around one claim: faith is where you let go, not where you hold on. Watts starts from the meaning of the word Buddha, the man who woke up, and the trance of separateness he calls avidya, then argues that clinging is the disease and releasing is the cure, using a falling cat, a chicken on a chalk line, and a man kicked off a precipice. He traces how Indian Buddhism crossed into China, gained humor and Taoism, and became Zen. The second half opens the machinery of Zen training: how a master refuses to give a student anything to hold until the student sees there was never anything to get.
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This is a fifty two minute Alan Watts lecture, built by Sublime Minds around one idea: faith is not where you hold on, it is where you let go. Watts walks from the literal meaning of the word "Buddha" (the one who woke up) through what he calls the great hypnosis of separateness, into the central claim that clinging is the disease and releasing is the cure. He uses a falling cat, a chicken on a chalk line, a man kicked off a precipice, and a weighted Japanese toy to make the case, then traces how Indian Buddhism crossed into China, picked up humor and Taoism, and became Zen. The second half is a guided tour of how a Zen master actually trains a student: by refusing to give them anything to hold, until the student finally sees there was never anything to get.
This page is a remake of the whole talk, in Watts's own order, with every image, every story, every aside, and the punch lines intact. You could skip the lecture and keep almost all of it but his voice.
Buddhism is Hinduism stripped for export
Watts opens with a line he says has been well said: Buddhism is Hinduism stripped for export. Hinduism, he explains, is a whole way of life that goes far beyond what the West calls religion. It involves cookery, everyday family life, house building, just everything. You cannot export it any more than you can export Shinto from Japan, because it belongs to the soil and the culture. But there are essential elements inside it that can travel outside India, and Buddhism was one of the vehicles for moving them.
Then the core definition. The word Buddha comes from the Sanskrit root budh, which means to be awake. So the Buddha is the awakened man, the man who woke up. Woke up from what? Obviously a dream. And what kind of dream is it? Watts calls it a state of hypnosis, using the word in an old sense: being entranced, spellbound, fascinated. The Sanskrit name for it is avidya. Vidya is knowledge, the same root that gives Latin videre, to see, and English vision. Put an a in front and you get not-seeing, ignorance, the kind of ignorance where you see but you ignore everything you are not looking at.
The chicken on the chalk line
Here is his first image, and it sets up the whole talk. Put the beak of a chicken down on a white chalk line and the chicken is fascinated, hypnotized, and cannot get away from the line. That, Watts says, is avidya. And in exactly the same way, our beaks were put on a chalk line when we were hypnotized into attending to life by conscious attention alone, by the spotlight to the exclusion of the floodlight. Narrow it down to the point of focus, ignore the rest, and you begin to imagine you are a separate individual. Buddhism calls that the view of separateness. A Buddha is simply one who has woken from that trance.
What does the awakened man then know? Watts pauses, because here is the special difficulty of Buddhism: everything in it sounds negative. He cannot put the content in positive terms. So instead of telling you what waking up gives you, he shows you what it takes away.
Figure 1. Watts's diagnosis of the trance. Conscious attention is a spotlight: it makes one point vivid by ignoring the rest, and that act of ignoring is avidya. The floodlight is awareness of the whole field, where the felt boundary between self and world dissolves. Waking up, in his telling, is just switching back on the floodlight.
You meet a Buddha and he gives you a rough time
There is not one Buddha but hundreds, Watts says. Gautama is just the historical one everybody knows about. But one Buddha leads to another, because through his relationships he turns people into Buddhas too, awakened people. And if you meet one of these people, he is going to give you a rough time.
His living example is Jiddu Krishnamurti, whom he calls one of the Buddhas running around these days. Krishnamurti absolutely destroys everybody's religion. Why do you believe this? Why are you hanging on to that? Why do you insist this idea is so? He shows you that all your fixed formulations, all the ideas you cling to, are spurious. And then you fall into a kind of vertigo, a dizziness, where you are suddenly no longer standing on firm ground. The universe has turned into water, or worse, air, or worse still, empty space. There is nothing to hold on to.
Faith is letting go, not holding on
This is the hinge of the entire lecture. People often say, I need a religion because I need something to hold on to. That, Watts says flatly, is the way not to use a religion. If you use religion as something to hold on to, your religion is an expression of unfaith. Faith is where you let go, not where you hold on.
Then the cat. When the cat falls off the tree, the cat relaxes, and so it lands with a soft thud and does not get hurt, because the cat has faith. But if the cat in midair were to suddenly grab itself, tighten up with all four feet, it would be hurt. And that, he says, is exactly what people do when they sing "Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee." They want something to hold on to. And that wanting is unfaith.
Figure 2. The falling cat, the image Watts uses to define faith. The cat does not survive the fall by gripping; it survives by trusting the fall and going soft. Faith is the relaxed cat. "Rock of Ages" is the cat that grabs in midair.
The Dharma is a method, not a law
So the method of Buddhism, called the Dharma, does not mean the law, Watts insists, it means the method. And the method is to knock the stuffing out of you. To take away everything you cling to, to cleanse you of all beliefs, all ideas, all concepts of what life is about, so that you are completely let go. Buddhism has no doctrines at all that you must believe in. He does not care what background you come from, a Roman Catholic at one extreme or a logical positivist at the other; both are clinging to something. The method knocks out the underpinnings and says: we not only do not believe in anything, we do not even believe in not believing in anything.
He sharpens the contrast with a beautiful inversion. The defensive move is to crawl into a hole and pull the hole in after you. Buddhism does the exact opposite: you crawl into great space and then pull the space out after you. And going through this is rough. You can begin on what looks like a merely intellectual level: engage a group in discussion, and every time someone proposes the guiding principle of their life, demolish it, show it does not hold water. Step by step you unearth the fundamental ideas they are operating on, because everybody is a philosopher, everybody has a metaphysics even if they have never examined it. You bring it out and you demolish it. And suddenly the nice intellectual discussion turns into sheer murder. People get anxious, they develop the trembles and the symptoms of extreme anxiety, and finally they say to the teacher, well heaven's sakes, what do you believe in? He says, I am not proposing anything. I did not set anything up. Well then how do you navigate, how do you exist?
Learning to swim in the universe of relativity
That question, Watts says, is the whole problem, and it is critical for today. We are moving from a world where we are used to navigating on land to a world where we are in the water. The impact of modern science on Western culture has been exactly this. In Christianity we sing "How Firm a Foundation," "Rock of Ages," "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God," "The Church's One Foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord." Always something firm to stand on. Then suddenly all of it becomes implausible, and we find ourselves swimming, or sinking. When you discover you are living in a universe of relativity, there is nothing to hold on to. You have to learn to swim. And to swim you have to relax and stop grabbing.
So Buddhism is the art of letting go, of non-attachment. But Watts is careful: non-attachment does not mean you lose your appetite for dinner. It means you stop grabbing, you get rid of stickiness. He gives the engineer's image: when a wheel has an axle that is too tight, it sticks, and you want to loosen it, but not too loose, not floppy. A lot of people, when you tell them to relax, go limp like a wet rag, and that is not relaxing either. Real relaxing is having still tone. It is a middle way.
Kicked off a precipice: nothing is safe, and that is the freedom
Then the most vivid image of the first half. When you were born, Watts says, you were kicked off a precipice, and there is nothing that can stop you falling. There are plenty of rocks falling alongside you, with trees growing on them and all sorts of things, and you can cling to one of those rocks as it goes down with you, for safety. But it is not safe. Nothing is safe. Everything is falling apart, everything is in a state of change, and there is no way of stopping it.
The turn is this: when you are really resigned to that, when you really accept it, there is nothing left to be afraid of. And he closes off every escape route in advance. Some people cling to suffering, because they feel they are right as long as they hurt, and he quotes the grim little hymn, "Oh, I bless the good Lord for my boils, for my mental and bodily pains, for without them my faith all congeals, and I'm doomed to hell's near-ending flames." But suffering offers no security either. Even suicide offers no security in Buddhism. There is no security at all. You simply face the fact that everything is in flux, and go, go, go, go with it.
You cannot force this on anyone, he adds. It is not the sort of thing you shove down people's throats. You do not convert them, because if they do not want to be converted, they will not let go. That is why Buddhism needs a very special relationship between the questioner and the one questioned, the pupil and the teacher. With that, Watts pivots from the idea to its history.
How Buddhism crossed into China and picked up humor
Buddhism reached China as early as 60 A.D. but made little impression at first. The real arrival came around the year 400, when the great Sanskrit scholar Kumarajiva came and began teaching Chinese scholars Sanskrit, working with them to translate the Buddhist scriptures. They could not do them all at once, Watts jokes, because the scriptures take up about as much space as the Encyclopedia Britannica, in fact a little more. The Indians are great talkers. To translate the Sanskrit ideas they had to borrow equivalent words from Taoist philosophy, and so Chinese readers began reading Taoist meanings into the texts. Indian attitudes were quietly modified by Chinese ones.
Two alterations were crucial. First, humor. Indian Buddhism had very little of it; Chinese life is full of it. Watts names Zhuangzi as the only philosopher in the whole world who is profoundly humorous, and points to the Modern Library volume The Wisdom of Laotse translated by Lin Yutang, which folds huge sections of Zhuangzi in alongside Laozi, fascinating precisely because of the humor.
Second, celibacy. To the Chinese, celibacy was incomprehensible, because their civilization is rigged around the family even more than ours. They saw no wisdom in it. Hindu thinking treated sexual desire as something that dissipates spiritual energy; in yoga, the kundalini or serpent power sits at the base of the spine, and as long as it stays there the energy leaks out as sexuality, so the practice is to draw it up the spine into the head. The Chinese could not see sex as a dissipation of energy at all. They kept a thread of celibacy, but only because the uninvolved life is convenient, not because desire was bad. What they wanted was to be awake while staying fully active in the ordinary world: king on the outside, sage on the inside. Managing practical affairs, completely involved, yet inwardly living on top of the mountain, "cloud hidden, whereabouts unknown."
Zen: total presence of mind
So Chinese Zen is the preeminent expression of this blend, Indian Buddhism plus Chinese Taoism plus a certain Confucian practicality. It grew out of Kumarajiva's work; two of his disciples started working on Buddhism from a Taoist point of view and were really the originators. Then, shortly before 500, the Indian monk Bodhidharma came to China and touched off Zen as a specific movement.
Watts tells the founding story. Bodhidharma's pupil was Huike, Eka in Japanese. When Eka came to Bodhidharma, Bodhidharma refused to accept him, because all Zen masters do this; they reject you, and the rejection makes you come back stronger. Eka came back stronger and stronger, Bodhidharma resisted harder and harder, and finally Eka cut off his own left arm and presented it as a token that nothing in the world mattered to him except finding out what Bodhidharma was about. All right, said Bodhidharma, what do you want to know? Eka said, I have no peace of mind, please pacify my mind. The word for mind here is shin, the heart-mind, the psychic center. Bodhidharma said, bring out your shin here before me and I will pacify it. Eka said, when I look for it I cannot find it. Bodhidharma said, then it is pacified. And Eka immediately understood. That is the experience called satori in Japanese, wu in Chinese, what modern psychology calls the aha phenomenon. Now I see.
The word Zen itself is a translation of the Sanskrit dhyana, pronounced chan in Chinese and zen in Japanese, and Watts calls it untranslatable. It is sometimes rendered meditation, but that will not do; contemplation is not the point either; sometimes one-pointedness of mind. He prefers total presence of mind. When we say a person is crazy we say they are "not all there." Reverse it and picture the person who is completely there, completely here, who lives totally and absolutely now. That does not mean he cannot think about past or future, because thoughts of past and future are had in the present, you have them now. It means the person who is not distracted, who when he talks to you gives you his whole being, who does not look over your shoulder wandering after something else. Someone so completely here that you cannot phase him.
Not being phased: the daruma that always stands back up
Phasing is the crucial idea. Living free from attachment is not abandoning a good appetite for dinner; it is not sticking, a mind of no hesitation, what the Chinese call going straight ahead. Watts gives the street example: somebody walks up and asks, are you saved? Most intelligent people are embarrassed; what is this Salvation Army person or Jehovah's Witness doing. But in Zen this is a perfect moment, because Zen does not answer such a question philosophically, it answers practically: I had a boiled egg this morning. Whenever you are asked something sacred or theoretical, you answer in terms of the earthy and practical, and whenever you are asked something earthy and practical, you answer in terms of the religious and philosophical. Is dinner ready? Who is asking this question? Who are you?
That is the flavor of Zen. And here is the toy. Bodhidharma is said to have meditated so long that his legs fell off, so he is drawn as a rounded shape, "like a shmoo," and in Japan you can buy these toys called daruma. They are weighted at the bottom so you can never knock them over; bat them down any direction and they always come back up. As the poem says, seven times down, eight times up, such is life. That is the principle of not being phased, not being attached.
Figure 3. The daruma, weighted at the base, is Watts's emblem of not being phased. You can strike it from any angle and it rights itself, because its center of gravity is settled and low. The Zen master is the daruma: there is no leverage point in him to grab, no panic to provoke.
The monks who out-faced the warlords
Not being phased is "the art of lifemanship, fundamental gamesmanship," and Watts tells how it played out politically when Zen monks moved into Kyoto and took over the best part of town. The beautiful hills were held by brigands who became the daimyo nobility, the toughest characters around. The monks played a game with them: you possess all these lands and all this power, but so what, it is all falling apart, then what will you do? The warlords admitted they did not know. And the monks said, oh, you have not got the hang of the thing.
The warlords could not terrify the monks. They tried every trick, but the monks were the better masters at it. Watts gives the logic: if you say "I am not afraid of you, you can kill me," and the other man kills you, he never finds out whether you were really afraid. So the monks out-faced them and offered a deal: we have a secret you do not have, and we will teach your warriors that secret so they will fear nothing. And so the daimyos built great monasteries for the masters on their finest land, and the best artists of Japan made gold leaf screens for nearly every room. Nobody owned anything individually; the community owned it collectively under the daimyos' protection.
The irreducible rascality, and why a saint is dangerous
To us, Watts admits, that sounds weird, even immoral. You do not expect religious people to behave like that. He agrees, but only if the religious people are self-righteous and have no humor. These monks did not pretend to be especially good; they did not dupe themselves. They understood human nature, that in every one of us there is an element of irreducible rascality. Jewish theology calls it the yetzer hara, the evil inclination, created by God, because, Watts says, God has one too. It is why, when men are really affectionate with a friend, they say "why you old bastard," with a certain glint of recognition. As the Zen poem has it: when two Zen masters meet on the road they need no introduction; when a thief meets a thief, they recognize each other instantly.
This goes to the heart of Chinese philosophy, where human nature is considered basically good, and even the rascally part of it is the salt in the human stew. The passions, the natural contentiousness and greed, are an essential element of our makeup, and when people lose sight of that, they go mad. Nothing, he warns, is more dangerous than a saint, an unconscious saint who thinks he is right and tries to live absolutely pure, eliminating every selfish thought. Such a person becomes a menace to everyone around, because he loses his humor and his real humility, which is just knowing that, being human, we need to eat and need sex and need this and that. That is why in Zen art the sages are drawn to look a little like bums. Budai, the laughing Buddha with the immense belly, carries an enormous bag of rubbish, stuffs in anything he finds, and gives it away to children. The Chinese call this type the old rogue, the poet-sage-monk-scholar, greatly admired: the nonviolent brigade, the rolling stone, the free man, or in our word the joker, the card that can play any role in the pack.
The golden age, and a tradition that drifts west
Zen developed after Bodhidharma and reached a golden age in the Tang and Song dynasties, which Watts dates roughly between 713 and 1100 to 1200, the great creative period when all the marvelous masters emerged and Zen poured its influence into Chinese poetry, painting, calligraphy, and scholarship. Between 1100 and 1200 it shifted to Japan and took on a different quality and tone. Then, for complicated historical reasons, it slowly faded in China, so that today it is principally a Japanese phenomenon, and it is slowly fading in Japan while slowly growing in the West. A very funny thing, he notes.
How a Zen master actually trains you
Now Watts opens the machinery of Zen training. It is a dialogue between two people, one who has defined himself as a student and thereby defined the other as the teacher. There is no teacher until a student arrives, no problem until a question is raised. Students create teachers. As the saying goes: if you ask a question you get thirty blows with a stick, and if you do not ask a question you get thirty blows with a stick, because by raising the question at all you have put yourself in a false position, defined yourself as having a problem.
And nobody really has a problem. The maya, the game of life, is to pretend you do. Back to fundamental Hinduism: the godhead, the Self, pretends it is all of us, gets lost on purpose, has a ball, and dreams the whole thing. So on your way out of the dream it suddenly occurs to you that you have a problem, that life is suffering, and you would like to get out.
He tells the story. A student went to a master and said, we have to dress and eat every day, how do we get out of all that? Translate it into modern terms, Watts offers: we have to get up Monday morning, go to the office, do the routine, sell something, how do we get out of the rat race? The master said, we dress, we eat. The student said, I do not understand. The master replied, if you do not understand, put on your clothes and eat your food. That is the kind of dialogue so characteristic of Zen.
So the master, approached about the problem of life, says: I have nothing to teach you, I am a Zen master, I have nothing to say, Zen is not words, and furthermore everything is perfectly clear. A Confucian scholar once asked a master, what is your secret teaching? The master answered, there is a saying in your own teacher Confucius that explains it all; do you remember when Confucius said to his disciples, do you suppose I am concealing something from you, I have held nothing back? The scholar did not get it. A few days later they were walking in the mountains and passed a wild laurel bush, and the master said, do you smell it? The scholar said yes. The master said, you see, I am holding nothing back.
Figure 4. The structure of the training as Watts lays it out. Every loop runs the same way: the student arrives convinced there is a prize, the teacher refuses to hand over a prize, the student is driven to dedicate everything chasing it, and the insight at the center is that the prize never existed. The work is not acquiring something; it is exhausting the belief that something must be acquired.
The koan: show me who you really are
So there is nothing to tell, no panacea, no solution, no doctrine, no big goodie for the problem of life, because the problem is an illusion. But the student thinks this must be a come-on, a test of sincerity, and that the "nothing" the master teaches must really be the mystery of the great void. So he persists, and the teacher makes him persist, until he is way out on a limb, dedicating his life to solving the thing, just as Eka symbolically cut off his arm. And of course there was never anything there all along, but the student has been put in that position.
Once he is in statu pupillari, a student, he is put through hoops. He learns to meditate, to sit cross-legged, to practice zazen. And then the trouble is compounded by impossible questions called koan, palpably absurd. The elementary ones, Watts explains, are all requests for behavior that will be perfectly genuine. Show me who you are. Not your social definition, not your name or address or who your parents were; the absolutely authentic you, what the existentialists call authentic being. He gives the parallel of a father confessor who keeps refusing your sins: you confess adulteries and murders and thefts and blasphemies, and he says no, no, those are trivial, what is the really awful thing you have done? Until you stammer, I do not know, what, me? It is the same backwards move: who are you really, is anybody home, have you got anything?
They make you shout. The key word is mu, nothing, represented by the empty circle. Say it, say mu, with all your guts. No, that is feeble, that is nothing, really say it. Every trick of this kind is designed to show you that the more effort you make to be genuine, the more of a fool you become, and they tie you in knots until you are desperate.
The Fulbright student who ran out of time
Watts tells the story he clearly loves. An American student on a Fulbright had a year to study, and started to panic when he realized he had only a month left and had got nowhere. He went to the center and said, damn it, I have only a month. The master said, all right, we will do sesshin, the intense practice where you sleep three hours a night and meditate the rest of the time. Let us really do it, do it, do it, and three times a day you come to me and present the answer to your koan. It got worse and worse and worse, and the student got more and more desperate that the Fulbright would end and he would never know what Zen was about. Then, practically on the last day, he suddenly saw there was nothing to see. It is all right the way it is. The tremendous illumination, a load off his head, was exactly what the master had been driving him toward all along.
The second trick: there is still nothing to get
Here Watts adds the twist that makes Zen training endless and, in his telling, gentle. If you are not on a Fulbright and can stay, the master plays a further trick. He says, wonderful, you got your foot in the gate, you realized there is nothing to realize, you saw the void, no barriers, no blocks, it is all transparent. But that is just the beginning. Now you must discipline yourself much harder, make great efforts, really get through. What are you going to do about that? The student may say, well, I have had enough, I think I understand, and he goes away.
Later he begins to worry, because the emotional relief of the insight wears off and life starts to look ordinary again. Maybe I missed something, he thinks; that was a very good master, I had better go back. So back he goes, and the teacher comes on very tough: you are no good, you did not stick with it, why should I take you back? Oh master, I am so sorry, I was young and inexperienced, now I have come to my senses. All right, says the teacher, you are on probation. And another koan begins, coming in from a completely different point of view, then another, and another.
The point is always the same. So long as the teacher can beguile you into thinking there is something you can get, you need the teacher. The moment he can no longer fool you into thinking there is something to get out of life, you will know that you are alive. You do not get something out of it; you are it. But as long as you can be phased, taken in, you still need a teacher. So in the end, when the student no longer needs a teacher and sees that this old boy has fooled him the whole way through, he says, with profound respect, you wonderful rascal.
Tough on the outside, your older brother inside
Watts closes with field notes. Poking around in Japan among American students lately, he found that the master's initial come-on is very tough, authoritarian, paternalistic, but as you move in he turns into your older brother, going right along beside you, full of friendship and compassion, helping. Then occasionally he will suddenly bring back the authoritarian stuff, and in a very strange way. There was a master who was supposed to be woken at eight on Saturdays and seven on weekdays. One Saturday his attendant monk woke him at eight, correctly, but the master forgot it was Saturday, looked at the clock, and flew into a rage at being woken an hour late, striking out at the monk. The monk said, master, but it is Saturday. He said, oh. The anger vanished, absolutely serene, no apologies.
That, Watts says, is the nature of the Zen game, and he confesses, "I seem to have given away the show to you. I have told you all the inside mechanics of it." But if you ever tangle with a master, thinking you know the mechanics from what he has told you, and you stick your neck out as an inquirer, everything he just explained will be useless. The master will outwit you completely. That is what it means to be a master. And he is not doing it to be superior or to put you down. He does it out of great compassion, because he feels he knows something which, if you could find it, would make you so happy that you would want to give it to everybody. But you cannot give it away, because everybody already has it. What you have to make them do is see that they have it, and that you cannot hand it to them. That, Watts says in the last line of the talk, is the most difficult task. Your task. You.
Key takeaways
"Buddha" means the awakened man, the one who woke from a dream Watts calls a hypnosis, the trance of avidya, where narrow conscious attention makes us ignore the whole field and imagine we are separate selves.
Faith is letting go, not holding on. A religion used as something to grip is an expression of unfaith. The falling cat survives by relaxing, not by clutching.
The Dharma is a method, not a law. It works by knocking out everything you cling to, every belief and idea, until you are completely let go, then refuses even to let you cling to not believing.
Nothing is safe. You were kicked off a precipice at birth and everything falls with you. When you fully accept that, there is nothing left to fear, because no rock, no suffering, not even suicide offers security.
Zen is total presence of mind, being so completely here that you cannot be phased. The daruma toy is the emblem: knock it any direction and it rights itself, seven times down, eight times up.
Human nature, in the Chinese view, is basically good, and the irreducible rascality in us is the salt in the stew. The dangerous person is the humorless saint who thinks he is right.
Zen training is a loop: the master refuses to give the student anything to hold, drives him to dedicate everything chasing it, until he sees there was never anything to get. You do not get something out of life; you are it.
You cannot hand the insight to anyone, because everyone already has it. The only job is to make a person see that they have it and that no one can give it to them.
Chapters
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0:00 Buddhism is Hinduism stripped for export
1:40 Buddha means the awakened man, and avidya
3:30 The chicken on the chalk line, the view of separateness
5:30 Meeting a Buddha: Krishnamurti destroys your religion
7:10 Faith is letting go: the falling cat and Rock of Ages
9:30 The Dharma is a method that knocks out your underpinnings
13:00 Learning to swim in the universe of relativity
15:30 Kicked off a precipice: nothing is safe, and that is freedom
19:00 Buddhism crosses into China, picks up humor and Taoism
23:00 Celibacy, kundalini, and king outside, sage inside
26:30 Bodhidharma, Eka's arm, and the pacified mind
30:00 Zen as total presence of mind
32:30 Not being phased: the boiled egg and the daruma
35:30 The monks who out-faced the warlords of Kyoto
38:30 Irreducible rascality and the danger of the saint
41:30 The golden age of Zen and its drift to the West
43:30 How a master trains you: students create teachers
46:00 The koan: show me the authentic you, shout mu
48:30 The Fulbright student who ran out of time
50:30 The wonderful rascal: you already have it
Notable quotes
Faith is where you let go, not where you hold on.
Alan Watts, 7:40
When the cat falls off the tree, the cat relaxes, and so the cat lands with a soft thud and doesn't get hurt, because the cat has faith.
Alan Watts, 8:00
Not only do we not believe in anything, we don't even believe in not believing in anything.
Alan Watts, 10:40
You crawl into great space and then pull the space out after you.
Alan Watts, 11:10
Nothing is safe. Everything is falling apart, everything is in a state of change, and there's no way of stopping it. And when you really accept that, then there's nothing left to be afraid of.
Alan Watts, 16:20
Even suffering offers no security. Even suicide offers no security in Buddhism. There is no security at all.
Alan Watts, 18:00
When two Zen masters meet each other on the road they need no introduction. When a thief meets a thief, they recognize each other instantly.
Zen poem, quoted at 39:00
Nothing is more dangerous than a saint, an unconscious saint who thinks that he is right.
Alan Watts, 39:40
If you ask a question you get thirty blows with a stick. If you don't ask a question you get thirty blows with a stick.
Alan Watts, 44:00
You don't get something out of it. You're it.
Alan Watts, 49:50
You can't give it away, because everybody's got it. What you've got to make them do is to see that they have it.
Alan Watts, 51:30
Resources mentioned
Alan Watts, the British philosopher and interpreter of Eastern thought who delivered this lecture.
Buddhism and its root in Hinduism, with Shinto named as the other tradition tied to its soil.
Avidya, the ignorance or not-seeing that Watts calls the trance, against Gautama Buddha, the awakened one.
Jiddu Krishnamurti, the living teacher Watts cites who dismantles fixed beliefs.
The Tang and Song dynasties, the golden age of Zen, and the koan and mu, its central puzzles.
Sesshin, the intensive retreat, and the Fulbright Program student whose deadline forced his insight.
Where it stands
Watts is a popularizer, not a lineage-certified Zen teacher, and scholars of Buddhism note that he reads Zen through a Taoist and broadly Western lens, smoothing the doctrinal hard edges to land the experiential point. A few details here are his own framing more than settled history: the precise dating of the Zen "golden age," the neatness of the Bodhidharma and Eka story (which is traditional legend, not documented event), and his quick generalizations about Hindu, Chinese, and Western attitudes. None of that undercuts the lecture's value, which is not historical scholarship but a clear, funny, and unusually honest account of one idea, that grasping is the problem and releasing is the cure. Watts himself made no claim to sainthood; his candor about the "irreducible rascality" in everyone, his own included, is part of why the talk has aged well. Take it as what it is: a master teacher rebuilding a difficult tradition so a Western listener can feel it, not a textbook.
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It has been well said that Buddhism is Hinduism stripped for export. You see, Hinduism is a way of life that goes far, far beyond what we in the West call religion. It involves cookery, everyday family life, house building, just everything. It's the whole Hindu way of life. And so you can't export it, just as you can't export Shinto from Japan. It belongs to the soil and the culture. But there are essential elements in it that can be transmitted outside the culture of India, and Buddhism was one of the ways of doing just that.
So one might say simply this, to try and sum up what Buddhism is about. The word Buddha is derived from the root budh in Sanskrit, which means to be awake. So the Buddha is the awakened man, the man who woke up. What does he wake up from? Obviously a dream. And what kind of a dream is this? Well, I would call it a state of hypnosis. And this state of hypnosis, although I'm using hypnosis in a rather archaic sense of the word, is a state of being entranced, spellbound, fascinated. And this is called in Sanskrit avidya. Vidya is knowledge in Sanskrit, and it is the root from which we get videre in Latin, to see, and so vision in English. So putting the a in front of it means none. Not seeing. Ignorance. Ignorance where you see but you ignore everything that you're not looking at.
When you put the beak of a chicken on a white chalk line, and the chicken is fascinated with that and can't get away from the chalk line, that's avidya. So in the same way our beaks were put on a chalk line when we were hypnotized into the notion of attending to life by conscious attention alone, by the spotlight to the exclusion of the floodlight. And so we began to imagine that we were separate individuals, what is called in Buddhism the view of separateness. And a Buddha is one who has overcome that. He is awakened from that illusion, from that state of hypnosis.
And he knows, well, I can't put what he knows in any positive terms. This is the special thing about Buddhism. Everything in Buddhism sounds negative. Let's put it this way. Let's suppose you engage yourself in a relationship with the Buddha, or with one. I mean there are hundreds of Buddhas. One we call Gautama is just the historical Buddha that everybody knows about. But one Buddha leads to another, because as a result of his relationships with people he turns them into Buddhas too, awakened people.
Now you meet one of these people, and he's going to give you a rough time. One of the Buddhas running around these days is Krishnamurti, and Krishnamurti absolutely destroys everybody's religion. Why do you believe this? Why are you hanging on to that? Why do you want to insist that this idea is so? And he shows you that all your fixed formulations, all the ideas to which you cling, are spurious. And then you suddenly get into a kind of vertigo, dizziness, that you feel suddenly that you're no longer standing on the firm ground, but that the universe has suddenly turned into water, or worse, air, or worse still, empty space. There's nothing to hold on to.
Now you see, often when one discusses religion with people, they say, well, I need a religion because I need something to hold on to. Well, that's the way not to use a religion. Because if you use religion as something to hold on to, your religion is an expression of unfaith. Faith is where you let go, not where you hold on. When the cat falls off the tree, the cat relaxes, and so the cat lands with a soft thud and doesn't get hurt, because the cat has faith. But if the cat in midair were suddenly to grab itself with all four feet and tighten up, it'd be hurt. And that's what people do when they say, "Rock of Ages, cleft for me, let me hide myself in thee." They want something to hold on to. And that is unfaith.
So the method of Buddhism, it's called the Dharma, doesn't mean the law, it means the method. The method is to knock the stuffing out of you, to take away everything to which you cling, to cleanse you completely of all beliefs, all ideas, all concepts of what life is about, so that you are completely let go. So Buddhism has no doctrines at all that you have to believe in. I don't care what background you come from, whether you're a Roman Catholic at one extreme or a logical positivist at the other. Both are clinging to something. And so the method of Buddhism is to knock out the underpinnings and say, well, we just, not only do we not believe in anything, we don't even believe in not believing in anything.
You know, you crawl into a hole and pull the hole in after you. But in this case you do the exact opposite of that. That's a defensive move, to crawl into a hole. In this way you crawl into great space and then pull the space out after you. And to go through this is pretty rough. Because you can do it on what seems at first to be a merely intellectual level. So you can engage a group of people in discussion, and whenever they propose an idea that is their guiding principle of life, you demolish it, show that it doesn't hold water, and step by step you unearth by talking with them what are the fundamental ideas they're operating on. Everybody is a philosopher. Everybody has metaphysics, although they may not know what it is. They've never examined it. But by this method you bring it out and you demolish it.
And suddenly what seemed like a very nice intellectual discussion turns into sheer murder. People get really anxious. They develop all the trembles and the symptoms of extreme anxiety. And so they finally say to the guru, the teacher, well heaven's sakes, what do you believe in? He says, I'm not proposing anything. I didn't set anything up. Well, how do you navigate? How do you exist? This is what's the problem. Because what we're moving from is a state of affairs where we're accustomed to navigation on land, to a state of affairs where we're in the water.
And this is very critical for today. Because the impact of modern science on Western culture has been very similar to this. In Christianity we sing hymns like "How Firm a Foundation" and "Rock of Ages," "Ein feste Burg," "A Mighty Fortress Is Our God," we've something to stand on, "The Church's One Foundation Is Jesus Christ Her Lord," and it's this firm thing. All right, suddenly all that disappears or becomes implausible, and we find ourselves swimming, or sinking. Now when you find that you're living in the midst of the universe of relativity, well, there's nothing you could hold on to. You've got to learn how to swim. And to swim you've got to relax and stop grabbing.
So this is what Buddhism does when it says it's the art of letting go, of non-attachment. Non-attachment doesn't mean that you lose your appetite for dinner. It means simply that you stop grabbing. You get rid of stickiness, stickiness in the sense that, for example, when a wheel has an axle that's too tight and it sticks, you want to loosen it up a bit. You don't want it too loose, you don't want it floppy, like a lot of people when you tell them to relax, they become like a limp rag. That's not relaxing. Relaxing is having still tone. It's a certain, it's a middle way.
So this is entirely what Buddhism is about. It's about learning, if I may put it in a vivid way, when you were born you were kicked off a precipice, and there's nothing that can stop you falling. And although there are a lot of rocks falling with you, with trees growing on them and all sorts of things like that, you can cling to one of those rocks if you like, as it goes down with you, for safety. But it's not safe. Nothing is safe. Everything is falling apart. Everything is in a state of change. There's no way of stopping it. And when you are really resigned to that, and when you really accept that, then there's nothing left to be afraid of. And when there's nothing left to be afraid of and you've given everything up, you know that, even, a lot of people cling to suffering, because they know they are right as long as they hurt. "Oh, I bless the good Lord for my boils, for my mental and bodily pains, for without them my faith all congeals, and I'm doomed to hell's near-ending flames." A lot of people know that they're right so long as they suffer. But that's an illusion too. Even suffering offers no security. Even suicide offers no security in Buddhism. There is no security at all. You simply have to face this fact that everything is in flux, and go, go, go, go with it.
The question then is simply how to convince people of this, if anybody wants to be convinced. You know, it's not the sort of thing you shove down people's throats. You don't convert them to this, because if they don't want to be converted they won't let go. So Buddhism therefore involves a very special relationship between the questioner and the person to whom the question is addressed, the pupil and the teacher.
And now then, Buddhism came to China as early as 60 A.D., but didn't at that time make a very great impression. It was not until about the year 400 a very great Sanskrit scholar by the name of Kumarajiva came and started teaching Chinese scholars Sanskrit. And they worked with him to translate Sanskrit into Chinese, and they translated the Buddhist scriptures. They didn't of course do them all at that time, because the Buddhist scriptures occupy as much space as the Encyclopedia Britannica, in fact a little more. The Indians are great talkers. Well anyway, they found that when they translate this into Chinese, you had to find equivalent Chinese words for the Sanskrit ideas, and they found these from the Taoist philosophy. So slowly then Indian attitudes began to be modified by Chinese attitudes, because the Chinese read into these translations Taoist meanings. So things got a little altered.
Now here came the alteration that is crucial. First of all, in Indian Buddhism there's very little humor. But Chinese life is full of humor. The greatest philosopher of China, Zhuangzi, is the only philosopher, I think in the whole world, who is profoundly humorous. There's a book in the Modern Library, published by Random House, called The Wisdom of Laotse, translated by Lin Yutang, and he includes along with the translation of Laotse huge sections of Zhuangzi. And this is absolutely fascinating because of the humor of it. Indian Buddhism had very little humor, some yes, but very little.
Next, it was all tied up with celibacy, which to the Chinese was absolutely incomprehensible. Chinese civilization is rigged around the family to a far greater extent than ours is, which is saying something. They just couldn't see any point or any wisdom in celibacy. When Buddhism came to China it still retained a certain element of celibacy, but for different reasons than Hindu. The Chinese way of celibacy is not that sex is naughty, but it's terribly convenient not to have a wife. In other words, the ideal of the uninvolved life has a certain appeal. But they could never get through into their heads the notion that sexual desire was bad, which has always played a fairly strong role in Hindu thinking. Not in the same way as it has in the West, they don't have, the Hindus don't have a guilt take on it, but they think that it dissipates your spiritual energies.
And you see, in yoga they envisage the idea that at the base of the spine there is what is called the kundalini, the serpent power, or the force of psychic energy. And so long as it remains at the base of the spine, this force is dissipated in sexuality. Now yoga is to suck this thing up the spine and get it into the head, and so then you withdraw from the manifestation of this energy or the dissipation of it in sexuality, and it's put on a higher level. Only, which end is up. You can do it the other way too, they have what's called the right-hand way of doing it and the left-hand way of doing it. I'm not going to go into that now.
The Chinese didn't see it that way. They couldn't see that it was a dissipation of energy. So what they wanted to aim at was a way of living Buddhism and being awake, but at the same time remaining active in the ordinary life of the world. It's what's called in their phraseology being king on the outside and the sage on the inside. Managing practical affairs, completely involved in whatever life is, but at the same time inwardly living on top of the mountain, being cloud hidden, whereabouts unknown.
So Chinese Zen is the preeminent expression of this, because it is the mixture of Indian Buddhism and Chinese Taoism plus a certain Confucian practicality. Zen developed out of the work of Kumarajiva, came into China, as I said, around 400 or a little before. He had two disciples who began to work on Buddhism from a Taoist point of view, and they were actually the originators of Zen. Then apparently shortly before 500, as the dates now check out, another Indian came to China whose name was Bodhidharma. And Bodhidharma was the person who touched off Zen as a specific movement. Bodhidharma had a pupil by the name of, in Chinese, Hui-k'o, Eka in Japanese pronunciation. Zen is the Japanese pronunciation of the Chinese Chan.
The story is that when Eka came to Bodhidharma, Bodhidharma refused to accept him as a student. All Zen masters do this. They reject you. And this stimulates you to come back stronger. If you're going to learn at all. And Eka came back stronger and stronger and stronger, and Bodhidharma resisted him stronger and stronger, and finally he cut off his left arm and presented it to Bodhidharma and said, look, here's my left arm given to you as a token that nothing in the world matters to me except to find out what you're all about. All right, he said, what do you want to know? Eka said, I have no peace of mind. Please pacify my mind. Mind is this word pronounced shin. And shin is here. Shin is the heart-mind, it's the psychic center. Bodhidharma said, bring out your shin here before me and I will pacify it. Eka said, when I look for it I can't find it. Bodhidharma said, then it's pacified. And Eka immediately understood what the whole thing was about.
That's the experience called satori in Japanese, wu in Chinese. It's just what we call in our modern psychological jargon the aha phenomenon. The aha phenomenon. Now I see. Well now, what was all this Zen? Zen is a translation of the Sanskrit word dhyana, being pronounced chan in Chinese and zen in Japanese, and is unfortunately untranslatable in English. It designates a certain state of consciousness that is sometimes called meditation, but that won't do at all. Contemplation isn't really the point, the Chinese have a different word for contemplation. Sometimes, one-pointedness of mind. I would prefer to translate this word with the notion of total presence of mind. When we say a person is crazy we often say they're not all there. Now go to the opposite of that and visualize the person who is completely there, or who is completely here. A person who lives totally and absolutely now.
That doesn't mean he's incapable of thinking about the past or the future, because thoughts about the past and about the future are included in the present. You have them now. But imagine the kind of person who is not distracted, who when he talks to you really gives you his whole being, who doesn't, as it were, look over your shoulder and wander after something else. Somebody who, first of all, he's completely here, and he's so much here that you can't phase him.
Now this idea of phasing is crucial in Zen. I referred a moment ago to attachment, that Buddhism is living free from attachments. And I made the point that this is not abandoning a good appetite for dinner, but it's stopping sticking. In psychological jargon, you don't block, a mind of no hesitation. It's sometimes called in Chinese the phrase mojo is used, of going straight ahead. So supposing somebody walks up to you on the street and says, are you saved? Now most of us who are intelligent people feel embarrassed by such a question. What's this wretched Salvation Army person or Jehovah's Witness doing asking me whether I'm saved or not? And we're all a little bit, you know, what do you do with a nut like that. But as in Zen, this is a perfect moment to respond, to the most embarrassing question, are you saved? But Zen comes back in a very funny way. In Zen one doesn't give philosophical answers to a question like that, you give practical answers. I had a boiled egg this morning. Whenever you are asked about matters sacred, theoretical, and philosophical, you answer in terms of things earthy and practical. But then on the other hand, when you are asked about things earthy and practical, you answer in terms of things religious and philosophical. Is dinner ready? Who's asking this question? Who are you?
This is the flavor of Zen. You know, Bodhidharma is supposed to have meditated so long that his legs fell off, and he's usually drawn this way. It looks like a shmoo, but in Japan you buy these toys that are darumas, and they are so weighted in here that you can never knock them over. You can bat it on the floor, bat it this way, bat it that way, but it always comes up again. And so the poem says, seven times down, eight times up, such is life. This is the principle of not being phased, not being attached. So to play the game, you can't phase me. This is very important in the art of lifemanship, fundamental gamesmanship.
Because, you see, when the Zen monks moved into Kyoto, they took over the best part of town. Simply fantastic how this happened. The beautiful hills were occupied by the brigands who later became the Japanese nobility, the great daimyos. These were the toughest characters. And these Zen monks played a game with them, which was that, you know, you possess all these lands and you were powerful and so on, but so what, it's all falling apart. Then what will you do? Well, they said, that's too bad, we don't know. And the Zen monk said, oh, you haven't got the hang of the thing. So they found that they couldn't terrify their monks. They played all sorts of tricks, but the Zen monks were better masters at it. Supposing you say to somebody, I'm not afraid of you, you can do anything you like, you can kill me or anything at all. But if I go and kill the fellow who says this, I'll never find out whether he was afraid or not. So they outfaced these people and said, we have a secret that you don't have, and we'll teach your servitors to be great warriors, because they'll learn the secret too and they won't be afraid of anything.
This is what they did. And so the daimyos, the noblemen, built great monasteries for these Zen masters and monks on their best land. The finest artists of Japan made gold leaf screens for almost every room in the place. And although nobody owns anything individually, the community owns it collectively, with the protection of the daimyos, and they had a tremendous scene going. Now to us that sounds extremely weird, even immoral. You don't expect religious people to do things like that. No, I know you don't, if the religious people are self-righteous and have no humor. But these people didn't go around pretending that they were especially good. They didn't dupe themselves. They were people who understood what human nature is, that in every one of us there is an element of irreducible rascality.
In Jewish theology this is called the yetzer hara, the element of irreducible rascality which was created by God, because God has one too. And that's why, when you are really affectionate with somebody else, when for example men, I don't know what women do in their private lives between each other, but men, as we all know, say to someone they're very fond of, "why you old bastard," just like that. There's a certain way of saying to a person, there's a certain glint of recognition. And so there's a Zen poem which says, when two Zen masters meet each other on the road, they need no introduction. When a thief meets a thief, they recognize each other instantly. And this goes back, you see, again into the heart of Chinese philosophy. Human nature is considered to be basically good, and even the rascally elements of it are the salt in the human stew. There has to be this little thing, that human passions and the natural contentiousness and greed or whatever that we have, is an essential element in our makeup. And that when people lose sight of that, they go mad.
Nothing, for example, is more dangerous than a saint. Let us say an unconscious saint who thinks that he is right, and who endeavors to live an absolutely pure life and to eliminate all selfish thoughts. Somebody who undertakes that task is going to be a menace to all around, because he loses his humor. He loses his real humility, which is knowing that, after all, since we're human, we have certain needs. We need to eat, we need sex, we need this, that, and the other, and this sort of has a quality of humor to it. And so this is why in Zen art, the sages are always drawn to look a little bit like bums. You know that Pu-tai, or Hotei as he's called, what's called the laughing Buddha, the fat Buddha with an immense belly, and carrying around an enormous bag of rubbish into which he indiscriminately puts anything he finds around, and then gives it away to children. This is the sort of type which the Chinese call the old rogue. And the old rogue as a type of this poet-sage-monk-and-scholar is greatly admired. He's the nonviolent brigade, the rolling stone, the free man, or in our words, the joker. The joker, you see, is the card that can play any role in the pack.
So Zen then developed in China after Bodhidharma's time and came to a sort of golden age in the Tang and Song dynasties. The golden age of Zen lies between 713 and approximately 1100 to 1200. That's the great creative period in which all the marvelous masters emerged, and during which a profound influence on the development of Chinese poetry and painting, calligraphy, and scholarship. Then between 1100 and 1200 it shifted to Japan and underwent a new development, rather different in quality and in tone. And after it had done that, for some curious reason, but it's a very complicated historical question, it slowly faded away in China, so that as we find it today it is principally a Japanese phenomenon. And it is slowly fading in Japan and slowly growing in the West. It's a very funny thing.
Now then, let me indicate what Zen training, what its method is, how does it work. I said before, what is involved is a dialogue, an interchange between two people, one who's defined himself as a student and has therefore defined the other as the teacher. There is no teacher until a student arrives. No problem until a question is raised. So students create teachers. If you ask a question, you get thirty blows with a stick. If you don't ask a question, you get thirty blows with a stick. Because you simply, you put yourself in statu, you've defined yourself as having a problem.
Now nobody really has a problem. But the maya, the game of life, is to pretend that you do. Back to fundamental Hinduism. The godhead, or the Self, pretends it's all of us, and so gets lost, and so has a ball, and dreams all this going on. So when you're on your way out from the dream, it suddenly occurs to you that you have a problem. Life is suffering. You would like to get out of this.
One such student went to a Zen master and he said, we have to dress and eat every day, and how do we get out of all that? In other words, you might ask the question in this way, we have to work, get up Monday morning, go to the office, do all this routine, sell something and so on, how do we get out of the rat race? So we have to dress and eat every day, and how do we get rid of all that? And the master said, we dress, we eat. The student said, I don't understand. He replied, if you don't understand, put on your clothes and eat your food. This is the kind of dialogue so characteristic of Zen.
So the position is this. The master, on being approached by a student about the problem of life, says, I have nothing to teach you. I am a Zen master, I have nothing to say. Zen is not words. And furthermore, everything is perfectly clear. There was a Confucian scholar who went to a Zen master and said, what is your secret teaching? And he replied, there is a saying in your own teacher Confucius which explains it all. Don't you remember when Confucius said to his disciples, do you suppose that I'm concealing something from you? I've held nothing back. And the scholar didn't get this. So a few days later they were walking together in the mountains, and they passed the wild laurel bush, and the Zen master said to the Confucian scholar, do you smell it? He said, yes. He said, you see, I'm holding nothing back.
So the position of the Zen master is, there is nothing to tell you. We're not offering you any panacea, any solution, any doctrine, any big goodie, to the problem of life. The problem is an illusion. Well then the student under these circumstances thinks, well, this is some sort of a come-on. He's testing my sincerity. And of course the nothing which he has to teach is the mystery of the great void. He does not take it as meaning just plain old ordinary nothing, but the great void. And so he persists. And the teacher makes him persist until he gets way out on a limb. He has to persist so much that he practically dedicates his life, saying, just as the way Eka symbolically cut off his arm, the student is put in the position of dedicating his life to solving this thing and getting what that teacher has. And of course there wasn't anything all along. But he's been put in that position.
So then, once he's in statu pupillari, once he becomes a student, he's put through all kinds of hoops. They make him learn to meditate, to sit cross-legged, practice zazen. And then they also add to the trouble by asking impossible questions, which are called koan. And these questions are palpably absurd. What they are saying essentially, at least the elementary koans are all concerned with this, are requests for behavior on the part of the student that will be perfectly genuine. Show me who you are. Now wait a minute, I don't want to see any social definition of you. I don't want to know your name, your address, who your parents were. I want to see the absolutely authentic you. It's like existentialists talk about authentic being.
Or it might be in the same way a confessor, a father confessor in a Christian sense, could say, give me a really good confession. What is the bad thing you've really done? And you confess to him adulteries and murders and thefts and sacrilege and blasphemies and cussing and so on, and he says, oh no, no, no, no, no, come on, those are only trivial things, come on now, what is the really awful thing you've done? I don't know, what, me? This is the backwards way of doing exactly the same thing as the Zen master is doing, saying, who are you really? Are you anybody? Is anybody home? Have you got anything?
And what they do, they do things like making you shout. This word is very important in Zen, the word nothing, mu. It's represented by the empty circle, the word mu in Japanese. So they say, now say it, say mu. Mu, you know, with all your guts going into it. They say, no, no, you don't know how to say that, come on, that's feeble, that's nothing, let's really say it. They have every kind of trick like that, to show you that the more you make an effort to be genuine, the more of a fool you become. And they tie you up in knots until you're desperate.
There was an American Zen student who was on a Fulbright, and was given a year to study there. And he started to panic because he had only a month to go and he hadn't realized it. And he knew he had to, and he went to the center and said, damn it, he said, look, I've only got a month left. The master said, all right, we'll have what we call a sesshin. Sesshin is an intense meditation practice where you only sleep three hours a night sort of thing, and you meditate all the rest of the time. Let's go, let's really do it, do it, do it, do it, and every day three times you come to me and present the answer to your Zen problem, your koan. And it got worse and it got worse and it got worse, and he got more and more desperate, that here was this Fulbright going to end and he wouldn't know what Zen was all about. Well, practically on the last day, he suddenly saw there was nothing to see. It's all right the way it is. And this tremendous illumination, a load off his head, was of course what the master was trying to make him do.
And now, in the ordinary way, if you're not on a Fulbright and you can stay around further in, the master will then play a trick on you. He'll say, now that's wonderful, you got your foot in at the gate, you saw, you realized there's nothing to realize, you realized the void, there's nothing to cling to, you see that there are no barriers, no blocks in any direction, it's all transparent. But that is just the beginning. It's all a necessity now for you to discipline yourself much harder, to make great efforts, really to get through. What are you going to do about that? The student may say, well, I don't know, I've had enough, I think I've realized what it's all about. And he goes away.
Sometime later he begins to worry, because, you see, the great emotional relief of this insight begins to wear off, and life begins to look ordinary again. And he thought, maybe I did miss something. That was a very good master I went to, and I'd better go back. So back he goes, and the teacher comes on very, very tough and says, you, no, you're no good, you didn't stick with it, why should I take you back? Oh master, I'm so sorry, I didn't realize, I was young and inexperienced, and now I've come to my senses. So the teacher finally says, all right, all right, all right, you're on probation. So again he starts another koan. And this one comes in from a completely different point of view. He's got others that come from this way, and from this way, and from this way.
And the point is always, so long as I can beguile you as teacher into thinking that there is something you can get, you need to study with me. When I can no longer fool you into thinking that there's something to get out of life, you'll know that you're alive. You don't get something out of it, you're it. But so long as you can be phased, and you can be taken in by the teacher, you need a teacher. So in the end, when the student no longer needs a teacher, and he sees that this old boy has fooled him the whole way through, he says, at the same time, with profound respect, you wonderful rascal.
There's a very strange thing. I've poked around a good deal lately in Japan among Americans and students to find out what's going on, and they tell me that the initial come-on of a Zen master is very tough and very authoritarian and paternalistic, but as you move in, he turns into your older brother, and is a person you feel going right along with you beside you, helping you in this thing, full of friendship and compassion and everything. But occasionally he will suddenly turn, bring on the authoritarian stuff. But they do it in a very strange way.
There was a Zen master who on a Saturday morning, when he should have been woken up at eight o'clock, he should have been woken up at eight on Saturdays and seven on weekdays, so this was a Saturday and his attendant monk came and woke him up at eight. He immediately looked at the clock and was absolutely furious that he'd been woken up an hour late, because he didn't know it was Saturday. So he struck out at this monk in a rage, and the monk said, master, but it's Saturday. He said, oh. Anger disappeared, absolutely serene, no apologies.
So you see the nature of this game is the Zen game, and I seem to have given away the show to you. I've told you all the inside mechanics of it. But you would discover that if you tangle with a Zen master, and you think you know from what I told you what are the mechanics of it, and you stuck your neck out to put yourself in the position of being an inquirer, everything I had told you would be useless. He would outwit you completely. That's what consists in being a master. He's not doing it because he wants to be superior and to put down other human beings. He's doing it out of great compassion, because he feels he knows something which, if you could find out, you would just be so happy, and would want to give it to everybody else. But you can't give it away, because everybody's got it. What you've got to make them do is to see that they have it, and that you don't give it to them. That's the most difficult task. Your task. You.