this reminds me of Huineng. he was illiterate and heard a section of the Diamond Sutra, immediately understood. then he went to a monastery, corrected the head monk's writing and ended up with transmission from the 5th ancestor.

it also reminds me of tea ladies on the road and some monk seeking a master, carrying all these scrolls. the monk has the scrolls memorized but no clue what the Way is. the tea lady asks a question and the monk is stumped.

avoiding intellectualization is one of my favourite themes to write about when i write about practice.

the Way is ordinary mind is commonn sense 🤙