The umbrella

As tradition dictates, upon entering his Zen master’s house, the disciple left his shoes and umbrella outside. “I saw through the window that you were arriving,” said the master. “Did you leave your shoes to the right or the left of the umbrella?” “I haven’t the least idea. But what does that matter? I was […]

from Paulo Coelho http://ift.tt/2e4gg1I