Two Zen Monks were debating on a certain platform when they saw A flag moving, being hoisted on a pole. One of the Monks said, "The Flag is flapping". Other one said, "The Air is flapping". In between, the Zen Master came, and then the two monks turned to them for the answer.
The Zen Master said, "The mind is flapping!"
Usually, Zen Koans are never explained in the Zen Buddhist tradition. There is a deep reason for that. After telling the Koans, that is a short Zen story dealing with some problem of mind, The silence just afterwards is to remind oneself that the story is less important but the silence afterwards, this is the real motto for everything. Everything ends with a silence and must be ended on it. Silence is the outcome of all sounds. Silence pervades in all of voice, all of poems, all of stories. This silence is the moral of every story.
Like, the phrase, "The Mind is Flapping", reminds us that however logical or logicless the world seems, the truth is, it is all happening in the mind and eventually, a disturbance in mind has been created. And a reminder to come back to the silence that is your birthplace. A womb in which you were born, there was silence, a pool of serene hormones, and a sense of silence. That is why you kept searching silence for your whole life through debates and discussions but could not find it. Through words, who has found silence? For silence is anti-voice. For silence is anti-knowledge, anti-ignorance, anti-world. Silence is where you belong.
Come back to the womb. Who said, the womb cannot be created around you. The master always has a womb around them, a psychological womb, where serenity pervades. A master, first of all, does not debate on something which is perceptional. And second, he does not debate on something that is objective. Then remains nothing to be debated about. It is all in your lust to showcase your knowledge, a desire to let everyone know who you are. But the truth is nobody ever knows who they are.
Your mind is flapping. Tell it to shut up. And it shuts up. Just like that. No need of anything. And then rest in the restfulness till you can experience this restfulness. This is the art of life.
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