Of course, the spiritual journey is still one journey where the TSA has no jurisdiction.
Of course, leaving behind all one’s excess baggage is the problem. I find that I have to unload myself repeatedly. As in that fine Buddhist tale:
Two Zen monks, Tanzan and Ekido, traveling on pilgrimage, came to a muddy river crossing. There they saw a lovely young woman dressed in her kimono and finery, obviously not knowing how to cross the river without ruining her clothes.
Without further ado, Tanzan graciously picked her up, held her close to him, and carried her across the muddy river, placing her onto the dry ground. Then he and Ekido continued on their way.
Hours later they arrived at a lodging temple. And here Ekido could no longer restrain himself and gushed forth his complaints: “Surely, it is against the rules what you did back there…. Touching a woman is simply not allowed…. How could you have done that? … And to have such close contact with her! … This is a violation of all monastic vows…” Thus he went on with his verbiage. Tanzan listened patiently to the accusations.
Finally, during a pause, he said, “Look, I set that girl down back at the crossing. Are you still carrying her?”
Coyoty Premium Member over 13 years ago
The TMA.
Elaine Rosco Premium Member over 13 years ago
Soul searching.
lewisbower over 13 years ago
Soul searching will be done by our trained pat down crew.
odeliasimone over 13 years ago
Please put down all soul baggage and step through the spiritual scanner.
syke34 over 13 years ago
Is this the TSA of the future?
bmonk over 13 years ago
He he he!
Of course, the spiritual journey is still one journey where the TSA has no jurisdiction.
Of course, leaving behind all one’s excess baggage is the problem. I find that I have to unload myself repeatedly. As in that fine Buddhist tale:
Two Zen monks, Tanzan and Ekido, traveling on pilgrimage, came to a muddy river crossing. There they saw a lovely young woman dressed in her kimono and finery, obviously not knowing how to cross the river without ruining her clothes.
Without further ado, Tanzan graciously picked her up, held her close to him, and carried her across the muddy river, placing her onto the dry ground. Then he and Ekido continued on their way.
Hours later they arrived at a lodging temple. And here Ekido could no longer restrain himself and gushed forth his complaints: “Surely, it is against the rules what you did back there…. Touching a woman is simply not allowed…. How could you have done that? … And to have such close contact with her! … This is a violation of all monastic vows…” Thus he went on with his verbiage. Tanzan listened patiently to the accusations.
Finally, during a pause, he said, “Look, I set that girl down back at the crossing. Are you still carrying her?”