Any book of old Zen stories will feature at least one tale of a wayfaring monk who travels thousands of miles across treacherous terrain in search of the teachings of some renowned old master living in the furthest reaches of some remote mountain monastery, only to invariably encounter the guy at the gate with his rude greeting to the effect of, “You must be mistaken, Monk.
Really well written 👏 I found this to be very insightful. Great “boots on the ground” of practice stuff.
Very much appreciated - glad it's helpful!