A young monk regretted that he did not have a good master in the monestery. Comparing with the master of his friend, his master was hot tempered, speaking too many jokes, some of them are even inappropriate.
Ten years later, this monk met his friend and had small conversation with his friend.
“How is your master?”
“I have distanced myself with my master?”
“What had happened?”
“My ‘perfect’ master is so critical of everybody, and we can no longer tolerate his daily criticism”.
The young monk finally realized that his imperfect master might not too bad. Although he had hot temper, he did not hold the grudge. He was not so critical of us. When he spoke of bad jokes, he even gave us pocket money.
After all, imperfection is not that bad. Learning how to love imperfection is a great Zen teaching.
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