A woman tells me on the first night during my introduction instructions that although she didn’t know anything about Zen, she came to the retreat because, she said, she told herself that if she didn’t like it she could leave.
I smiled and said, yes, that is true.
I didn’t say, however, that this practice is not about liking and disliking. Nor about coming and going.
This practice is about « seeing » – that is, « experiencing » – the world before we measure it.
I didn’t say it because she couldn’t hear it.
On the morning of the second day, I see the back of her on the path as she leaves without saying goodbye before breakfast.
Exactly.
Wonder how the world would be if we all realized that there’s nowhere to go…
This story makes me think about how it is impossible to delete an impression.
I can leave a sesshin, yes. I can abandon a sangha, no problem. I can switch off the TV, sure.
But it is too late.
Once the impression entered my mind, there is nothing I can do to make it go away.
Leaving does not change a thing.