Take a look at your fear.... One day, as it was nearing
nightfall, there was nothing else for it.... If I tried to reason
with myself I'd never go, so I grabbed a pa-kow and just
went.
''If it's time for it to die then let it die. If my mind is going
to be so stubborn and stupid then let it die''... that's how I thought
to myself. Actually in my heart I didn't really want to go but I forced
myself to. When it comes to things like this, if you wait till everything's
just right you'll end up never going. When would you ever train yourself?
So I just went.
I'd never stayed in a charnel ground before. When I got there, words
can't describe the way I felt. The pa-kow wanted to camp
right next to me but I wouldn't have it. I made him stay far away.
Really I wanted him to stay close to keep me company but I wouldn't
have it. I made him move away, otherwise I'd have counted on him for
support.
''If it's going to be so afraid then let it die tonight.''
I was afraid, but I dared. It's not that I wasn't afraid, but I had
courage. In the end you have to die anyway.
Well, just as it was getting dark I had my chance, in they came carrying
a corpse. Just my luck! I couldn't even feel my feet touch the ground,
I wanted to get out of there so badly. They wanted me to do some funeral
chants but I wouldn't get involved, I just walked away. In a few minutes,
after they'd gone, I just walked back and found that they had buried
the corpse right next to my spot, making the bamboo used for carrying
it into a bed for me to stay on.
So now what was I to do? It's not that the village was nearby, either,
a good two or three kilometers away.
''Well, if I'm going to die, I'm going to die''... If you've never
dared to do it you'll never know what it's like. It's really an experience.
As it got darker and darker I wondered where there was to run to in
the middle of that charnel ground.
''Oh, let it die. One is born to this life only to die, anyway.''
As soon as the sun sank the night told me to get inside my glot2. I didn't want to do any walking meditation, I only wanted to get
into my net. Whenever I tried to walk towards the grave it was as
if something was pulling me back from behind, to stop me from walking.
It was as if my feelings of fear and courage were having a tug-of-war
with me. But I did it. This is the way you must train yourself.
When it was dark I got into my mosquito net. It felt as if I had a
seven-tiered wall all around me. Seeing my trusty alms bowl there
beside me was like seeing an old friend. Even a bowl can be a friend
sometimes! Its presence beside me was comforting. I had a bowl for
a friend at least.
I sat in my net watching over the body all night. I didn't lie down
or even doze off, I just sat quietly. I couldn't be sleepy even if
I wanted to, I was so scared. Yes, I was scared, and yet I did it.
I sat through the night.
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