TANTRIC-QUEST-Encounter-with-Absolute-Love

me. I took it, and as I was going to drink I saw my facereflected in it. I stopped for a second. An idea sprang up. Iheard a stone fall into the pot. I drank. Never had a cup ofwater seemed so wonderful to me."I hand you a cup of fresh water. The water seems deliciousto you if you are here, tasteless if you are lost inthought. You are here, facing me, and you are happy becauseyou think you are drinking at my spring. One needsonly a bowl of really fresh water to taste its unique flavor,but if you practice drinking from someone else's spring,you will never become a fountain. To awaken is to becomea fountain for others and never stop flowing. Sometimesoffering a bowl of fresh water is enough to change a life.What were you thinking looking into the water?""I believe I began to think of the void, but the stone madethe pot ring. In the past I thought about the void all the time.I was obsessed by it. It is the thing in Buddhism that seems tome the most difficult to grasp. I go around and around thevoid as if it were a great mystery.""Before becoming a tantrika, I was in love with the ideaof the void myself. My father was a potter, and from earlychildhood I'd been fascinated by his hands, which rode theclay around the void and fashioned wonderful objects outof emptiness. During adolescence I wanted to be a potter,but because of my excellent grades, my teachers told myparents that I would become a teacher. For them, that representedan important rise in social status. From that timeon, my father forbade me to help him. He placed much ofhis hope in me. One day, I became a teacher. I was marriedto a teacher, and a little while after my marriage, at a market,I saw a woman my mother's age who was selling her55