Cook Ting was cutting an ox after a sacrifice to be used as food for Lord Wen of Hui. At every touch of the hand, every heave of the shoulder, every move of the feet, every bend of the knee, he slipped the knife along effortlessly and all was in perfect rhythm as though he were performing the dance of the mulberry grove to the flow of the melody of Yao’s music.
“Ah, this is marvelous,” said Lord Wen of Hui. “Imagine skill reaching such heights!”
Cook Ting laid down his knife and replied, “What I care about is the natural path which goes beyond skill. When I first began cutting oxen, all I could see was the ox itself. After three years I no longer saw the whole ox. Now I go at it through intuition. Perception and understanding have come to a stop and intuition moves where it wants. I go along with the natural construction, strike in the big hollow places, guide the knife through large openings, and follow things as they are. So I never touch the smallest ligament or tendon, much less the main joints.
“A good cook changes knives once a year, because he cuts. A mediocre cook changes his once a month, because he hacks. I’ve had this knife of mine for nineteen years and I’ve cut thousands of oxen with it, yet the blade is as good as new.
“There are spaces between the joints, and the blade of remain in peace. Undeveloped people cannot do this; there the knife is just as if it had no thickness really. If you insert what has no thickness into such spaces, then there’s plenty of room, more than enough for the blade to play about. And after nineteen years, the blade of my knife is still as good as when it first came from the grindstone.
“However, whenever I come to a complicated spot, I size up the difficulties, tell myself to watch out and be careful, keep my eyes on what I am doing, work very slowly and move the knife with the greatest subtlety until the whole thing comes apart like a clod of earth flopping to the ground. I stand there holding the knife and look all around me, my mind completely full with the satisfaction of accomplishing a perfect job, and then I wipe the knife and put it away.
“Excellent,” said Lord Wen of Hui. “I have heard the words of Cook Ting and learned how to solve the problems of life!”
Despite dwelling in a material body of four elements, your nature is basically pure. It can’t be corrupted. Youre real body has no sensation, no hunger or thirst, no warmth or cold, no sickness, no love or attachment, no pleasure or pain, no good or bad, no shortness or length, no weakness or strength. Actually, there’s nothing here. It’s only because you cling to this material body that things like hunger and thirst, warmth and cold, and sickness appear.
Once you stop clinging and let things be, you’ll be free, even of birth and death.
This means “complete, unsurpassed, perfect enlightment.” Notice, though, that the sutra first says the bodhisattva has nothing to attain and that, because of having nothing to attain, he attains complete liberation. You can’t attain liberation the way you attain a 1968 Camaro or D-plus on a math test. You can only attain liberation by clearly seeing there is nothing to attain.
My Sensei Seigo Okamoto of the Roppokai Daito Ryu Aikijujutsu has been hit by a stroke and “sufered cerebral infarction”. I wish you a speedy recovery to regain good health so you can practice your beloved Daito Ryu Aikijujutsu in Roppokai and enjoy your life fully again.
I have had the great privilege of training under Seigo Okamoto Sensei for the past 4 years in the Daitoryu Aikijujutsu Roppokai Copenhagen branch. Attending joyfully almost every single practice including the many seminars in Denmark, Norway and Japan.
I treasure all the times spend in the dojo with my classmates, the leader of the danish sibu Ole Kingston (Know from the movie “Aiki”) and Okamoto Sensei practicing art of Daito Ryu Aikijujutsu.
When visiting Okamoto Sensei in Tokyo as a newcomer and foreigner I was welcomed and showed hospitality as a member of the Roppokai family.
Thank you for your teachings, my heart goes out to you.