OUR BELOVED MASTER, The monk in charge of the monastery once said to Yakusan, “I have rung  the bell; please, Osho, it is time for the regular discourse.” Yakusan said, “Okay. You come and follow me, holding up my bowl.” The  monk didn’t understand the master’s meaning, and Ungan – who was also  present – asked, “Master, when did you lose your arms and legs?” Yakusan said, “You are simply wearing the monk’s habit.” Ungan replied, “I am not other than this. What about you, master?” “I don’t have such a family,” commented Yakusan. Once Yakusan called a boy monk to him. Dogo asked, “Why do you call such people?” Yakusan replied, “Because of this.” Dogo asked, “Why don’t you throw it away?” “Because I have used it for a long time,” replied Yakusan.