Going Back
“How does an enligthtened one return to the ordinary world?”
“A broken mirror never reflects again; fallen flowers never go back to the old branches.”
I often wonder if this is the zen equivalent of “you can never go back”
“How does an enligthtened one return to the ordinary world?”
“A broken mirror never reflects again; fallen flowers never go back to the old branches.”
I often wonder if this is the zen equivalent of “you can never go back”