Once a Master wanted to explain to a simple thick headed disciple, the
meaning of meditation and for that he tried a lot of methods and finally
when he realised that the subtle way was not working and nor were the
stories he made him carry a sac of grain up a mountain side. The humble
disciple had no problem going up for a while, but after sometime ...he
started feeling that the sac was heavier on his shoulders...and then with
each step it felt more so, but he walked and walked. He remembered the
masters command that he was not to set the sac down till he reached the
summit.
The love and devotion did not allow the disciple to disobey his
master....totally exhausted and drained,finally he threw the sac down on
reaching the summit. The mountian air was refreshing, all his resistance
disolved and with it his ordinary mind. Everything just seemed to stop. At
that instance he suddenly ralised he nature of his mind. 'Ah! This is what
my master has been showing me all along.' he thought. He ran back down the
mountain and burst into his master's room.
'I think I have got itnow....I have really got it!' His master smiled at him
knowingly : 'So you had an ineresting climb up the mountain did you?'
Whoever you are, ou too can have the experience the disciple had on that
mountain, and it is this experience that will give you fearlessness to
negotiate life and death.
The first step is the practice of meitation