High in the North in the land called Svithjod there stands a rock. It is 100 miles high and 100 miles long. Once every 100 years a little bird comes to sharpen its beak on the rock. When the rock has thus been worn away, one single day of eternity will have passed.
Joshu asked Nansen, ‘What is the Way?’
‘Ordinary Mind is the Way’, Nansen replied.
‘Shall I try to seek after it?’ Joshu asked.
‘If you try for it, you will become separated from it’, responded Nansen.
‘How can I know the Way unless I try for it?’ persisted Joshu
Nansen said, ‘The Way is not a matter of knowing or not knowing. Knowing is delusion, not knowing is confusion. When you have really reached the true Way beyond doubt, you will find it vast and boundless as the cosmic heavens above. How can it be talked about on the level of right or wrong?’
With those words, Joshu came to a sudden realisation.