Not creating delusions is enlightenment.
BodhidharmaRead
If you use your mind to study reality, you won't understand either your mind or reality. If you study reality without using your mind, you'll understand both.
Interpretation
True understanding arises from direct experience rather than intellectual analysis.
Bodhidharma's quote highlights the limitations of the mind in grasping the essence of reality. It suggests that purely intellectual study of reality does not lead to real understanding; rather, true comprehension comes from engaging with reality through direct experience, which allows one to see beyond the confines of thought and the mind's limitations.
In practice
In a meditation class, one might say this quote to emphasize the importance of direct experience over conceptual thinking.
Not creating delusions is enlightenment.
The Way is basically perfect. It doesn't require perfecting.
Buddhas move freely through birth and death, appearing and disappearing at will.
If we should be blessed by some great reward, such as fame or fortune, it's the fruit of a seed planted by us in the past.
Freeing oneself from words is liberation.
The Dharma is the truth that all natures are pure.
The human mind always makes progress, but it is a progress in spirals.
In time, Mr Hall, one gets to recognize that sneer, that hardness, for fornication extends far beyond the actual deed. Were it a deed only, I for one would not hold it anathema. But when the nations went a whoring they invariably ended by denying God, I think, and until all sexual irregularities and not some of them are penal the Church will never reconquer England.
Any medical man who predicts exactly when a patient will die, or exactly how long he will live, is bound to make a fool of himself. The human factor is always incalculable. The weak have often unexpected powers of resistance, the strong sometimes succumb.
The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom.
A stranger to myself and to the world, armed solely with a thought that negates itself as soon as it asserts, what is this condition in which I can have peace only by refusing to know and to live, in which the appetite for conquest bumps into walls that defy its assaults?
That agony returns; And till my ghastly tale is told, This heart within me burns.
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