The Master at the school for archery was known to be a Master of Life just as much
as of archery.
One day his brightest pupil scored three bull’s eyes in a row at a local contest.
Everyone went wild with applause. Congratulations poured in for pupil-and Master.
The Master, however, seemed unimpressed. Even critical.
When the pupil later asked him why, he said, “You have yet to learn that the
target is not the target.”
“What IS the target?” the pupil demanded to know.
But the Master would not say. This was something the boy would have to learn on
his own some day for it could not be communicated in words.
One day he discovered that what he was meant to aim at was not achievement but
attitude; not bull’s eye but the disappearance of the ego.
🙂
The Master at the school for archery was known to be a Master of Life just as much
as of archery.
One day his brightest pupil scored three bull’s eyes in a row at a local contest.
Everyone went wild with applause. Congratulations poured in for pupil-and Master.
The Master, however, seemed unimpressed. Even critical.
When the pupil later asked him why, he said, “You have yet to learn that the
target is not the target.”
“What IS the target?” the pupil demanded to know.
But the Master would not say. This was something the boy would have to learn on
his own some day for it could not be communicated in words.
One day he discovered that what he was meant to aim at was not achievement but
attitude; not bull’s eye but the disappearance of the ego.
🙂