PASSAGES FROM TAISEN DESHIMARU "THE ZEN WAY TO THE MARTIAL ARTS"
Human beings are not like lions and tigers, so the way of Budo [Wu Shu] must not be like them either. The tiger and lion are strong, and their instinct and desire make them want to win. It never occurs to them to abandon their ego. But human beings can go beyond the ego and death. In Budo, they must become even stronger than the lion or the tiger, and discard the animal instinct that clings to the human spirit.
Two hundred years ago in Japan there was a kendo [sword] master
named Shoken, whose home was infested by a huge rat. Every night this big rat
came to Shoken’s house and kept him awake. He had to do his sleeping by day. He
consulted a friend of his who kept cats, a sort of cat trainer. Shoken said, “Lend
me your best cat.”
The cat trainer lent him an alley cat, extremely quick and
adept at rat-catching, with stout claws and far-springing muscles. But when he
came face to face with the rat in the room, the rat stood his ground and the
cat had to turn tail and run. There was decidedly something very special about
that rat.
Shoken then borrowed a second cat, a ginger one, with a terrific
ki [qi] and an aggressive personality. This second cat stood his ground, so it and
the rat fought; but the rat got the best of it and the cat beat a hasty
retreat.
A third cat was procured and pitted against the rat – this one
was black and white – but it could no more overcome the rat than the other two.
Shoken then borrowed yet another cat, the fourth; it was
black, and old, and not stupid, but not so strong as the alley cat or the
ginger cat. It walked into the room. The rat stared at it awhile, then moved
forward. The black cat sat down, very collected, and remained utterly
motionless. A tiny doubt flitted through the rat. He edged a little closer and
a little closer; he was just a little bit afraid. Suddenly the cat caught him
by the neck and killed him and dragged him away.
Then Shoken went to see his cat-training friend and said to
him, “How many times have I chased that rat with my wooden sword, but instead
of my hitting him he would scratch me; why was your black cat able to get the
best of him?”
The friend said, “What we should do is call a meeting and
ask the cats themselves. You’re a kendo master, so you ask the questions; I’m
pretty certain they understand all about martial arts.”
So there was an assembly of cats, presided over by the black
cat which was the oldest of them all. The alley cat took the floor and said, “I
am very strong.”
The black cat asked, “Then why didn’t you win?”
The alley cat answered, “Really, I am very strong; I know
hundreds of different techniques for catching rats. My claws are stout and my
muscles far-springing. But this rat was no ordinary rat.”
The black cat said, “So your strength and your techniques
aren’t equal to those of the rat. Maybe you do have a lot of muscles and a lot
of wasa [technique], but skill alone was not enough. No way!”
Then the ginger cat spoke: “I am enormously strong, I am
constantly exercising my ki and my breathing through zazen [sitting meditation]. I live on vegetables
and rice soup and that’s why I have so much energy. But I too was unable to
overcome that rat. Why?”
The old black cat answered, “Your activity and energy are
great indeed, but that rat was beyond your energy; you are weaker than that big
rat. If you are attached to your ki, proud of it, it becomes like so much flab.
Your ki is just a sudden surge, it cannot last, and all that is left is a
furious cat. Your ki could be compared to water flowing from a faucet; but that
of the rat is like a great geyser. That’s why the rat is stronger than you.
Even if you have a strong ki, in reality it is weak because you have too much
confidence in yourself.”
Next came the turn of the black-and-white cat, which had
also been defeated. He was not so very strong, but he was intelligent. He had
satori [awakening], he had finished with wasa and spent all his time practising zazen. But
he was not mushotoku (that is, without any goal or desire for profit), and so
he too had to run for his life.
The black cat told him, “You’re extremely intelligent, and
strong, too. But you couldn’t beat the rat because you had an object, so the
rat’s intuition was more effective than yours. The instant you walked into the
room it understood your attitude and state of mind, and that’s why you could not
overcome it. You were unable to harmonize your strength, your technique, and
your active consciousness; they remained separate instead of blending into one.
"Whereas I, in a single moment, used all three faculties unconsciously,
naturally and automatically, and that is how I was able to kill the rat.
"But I know a cat, in a village not far from here, that is
even stronger than I am. He is very, very old and his whiskers are all gray. I
met him once, and there’s certainly nothing strong-looking about him! He sleeps
all day. He never eats meat or even fish, nothing but rice soup, although sometimes
he does take a drop of sake. And he has never caught a single rat because they’re
all scared to death of him and scatter like leaves in the wind. They keep so
far away that he has never had a chance to catch even one. One day he went into
a house that was positively overrun with rats; well, every rat decamped on the
instant and went to live in some other house. He could chase them away in his
sleep. This old graybeard cat really is mysterious and impressive. You must
become like him: beyond posture, beyond breathing, beyond consciousness.”
For Shoken, the kendo master, this was a great lesson.
In zazen, you are already beyond posture, beyond breathing,
beyond consciousness …
… In zazen, our energy and mind harmonize with the energy of
the cosmos, and that infinite energy governs and directs our own energy.