The seventeenth morning.
Clear sky.
Soft sunlight.
Dewdrops still clung to the bodhi leaves, sparkling like tiny pearls.
The young man was watering the garden behind the hermitage,
but his mind was not fully there.
The teacher approached, watched him for a moment, then asked:
“You are watering the plants…
but what are you watering in your mind?”
The young man paused.
He set the watering can down and looked at the teacher.
“I’m not sure.
I woke up feeling a bit heavy.
But as I watered the plants, I felt a little lighter.”
The teacher nodded.
“Because you are watering the wholesome seeds within you.”
The young man tilted his head.
“Watering… what does that mean?”
The teacher pointed to the garden.
“You see?
The plant that is watered grows.
The plant that is neglected withers.
Your mind is the same.
Whichever seed is watered will manifest.”
A sentence from Jiddu Krishnamurti rose in him—
gentle as a breeze:
“You become what you nourish each day.”
The young man fell silent.
The words landed softly, like a drop of water falling into a dry place inside him.
The teacher continued:
“This morning you watered the plants.
But at the same time,
you were watering the seed of peace within you.
Because when you care for something with presence,
your mind is also cared for.”
The young man looked at the garden—
the green vegetable beds,
the small flowers,
the young bodhi saplings.
“Teacher… so when I do something with presence,
I am watering wholesome seeds?”
The teacher nodded.
“Yes.
You don’t need to force positivity.
You don’t need to make yourself happy.
Just be present.
When you breathe mindfully → you water the seed of peace.
When you walk mindfully → you water the seed of stability.
When you speak kindly → you water the seed of love.
When you recognize habit energy → you water the seed of understanding.
When you release the past → you water the seed of freedom.”
The young man exhaled, relieved.
“I understand…
It’s not only negative seeds that arise.
Wholesome seeds can arise too—
if I water them.”
The teacher smiled.
“Yes.
And the beautiful thing is:
When wholesome seeds grow,
unwholesome seeds naturally weaken.
No fighting.
No suppressing.
Just nourishing what is right.”
He picked up a young leaf and held it up.
“Look at this leaf.
It grows not because it tries.
It grows because it is watered correctly.
Your mind is the same.”
The young man looked at the garden,
then into his own heart.
“Teacher… so when I feel heavy,
I just need to water a wholesome seed?”
The teacher nodded.
“Not to cover the heaviness.
But to nourish what helps you return to yourself.”
He stood up.
“Come, let’s begin walking meditation.
With each step, look into the soil of your mind:
Which seed are you watering right now?”
The young man rose and followed him.
Inside him, the heaviness of the morning had almost dissolved—
not because he forced it away,
but because he had watered the right seed.

Bình luận về bài viết này