With knowledge comes something but I cannot remember what my mother told me it was, or perhaps it was a teacher who said it, but I can’t hope to tell which one it was, I cannot remember some of their names or in what grade it might have been said. I don’t think it was in college or graduate school since by then it was assumed we knew what came with knowledge.
So I am left to look around me, and see what the knowledgeable have wrought and consider that perhaps with knowledge comes chaos for we have quite enough of that, or a lack of compassion, we’re big on that one, so maybe with knowledge come a hidden key to making this all right, but I cannot for the life of me find it.
You may ask many things of any teacher you meet but the wisest of them will only offer you unending questions. When you look to them to point you to the Way they are doomed to failure for your feet obscure the Way, and it is only by looking within and down through your legs and feet and toes that you can see the way
A reflection on Case 63 of Dogen’s Shobogenzo Koans (True Dharma Eye)