{"id":10065,"date":"2026-05-19T19:45:31","date_gmt":"2026-05-19T23:45:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pathlessyoga.com\/?p=10065"},"modified":"2026-05-19T19:45:35","modified_gmt":"2026-05-19T23:45:35","slug":"may-i-help-you","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pathlessyoga.com\/fr\/may-i-help-you\/","title":{"rendered":"May I help you?"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Please take a moment to settle before reading any further. I\u2019d like you to establish a baseline of sensation before engaging with a koan, which we could say is a device intended to challenge our ordinary ways of thinking. After reading it, you will use the barometer of the body to sense its impact.<\/p>\n

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Simply feel all the sensations of body\u2026 and sensations of breath\u2026 and sensations of the passing of thoughts and emotions.<\/p>\n

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What\u2019s here, right now?<\/p>\n

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And now the koan:<\/p>\n

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Lingzao\u2019s Helping<\/p>\n

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8th<\/sup> century China.<\/p>\n

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One day, Layman Pang and his daughter Lingzao were out selling bamboo baskets. Coming down off a bridge, the layman stumbled and fell. When Lingzao saw this, she ran to her father’s side and threw herself on the ground.<\/p>\n

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“What are you doing?” cried the Layman.<\/p>\n

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“I saw you fall, so I’m helping,” replied Lingzao.<\/p>\n

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“Luckily no one was looking,” remarked the Layman.<\/p>\n

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If you had been there\u2026 and you had seen your own father stumble and fall to the ground as he was stepping down off a bridge, what would you have done? How would you have reacted? What if it was your ailing spouse? A beloved friend? Your child?<\/p>\n

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Just notice what arises in you in response.<\/p>\n

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What does it feel like?<\/p>\n

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A loved one falls. What happens to us, as the observer?<\/p>\n

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Is there a subtle movement forward?
An urgency?<\/p>\n

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Something else?<\/p>\n

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See if you can catch any feeling of an impulse to assess, to respond.<\/p>\n

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The Pang family appear in Zen stories as householders, not monks. They are ordinary people of work, family, affection, and friction. Salt-of-the-earth folks. There is a playful element in the family\u2019s interactions.<\/p>\n

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It is said that the Layman threw all of their possessions into a river, after which he and his daughter supported the family by making and selling bamboo baskets.<\/p>\n

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When our koan begins, they are perhaps returning from a long day of basket selling.<\/p>\n

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Layman Pang stumbles and falls.<\/p>\n

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Lingzao rushes over and drops to the ground beside him.<\/p>\n

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What is happening here?<\/p>\n

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A fall happens. We might say that, rather than restoring order, she joins him in this moment of disorientation. She enters the same ground.<\/p>\n

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A similar gesture is found in the Vij\u00f1ana Bhairava Tantra<\/em> (Dharana 85 or 87, verse 111), a 7th-century text of Kashmir Shaivism that presents many doorways into direct recognition.<\/p>\n

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We\u2019re told:<\/p>\n

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Staggering and dropping swiftly onto the earth, in the moment when agitation settles, the Supreme State is revealed<\/em> (tr. Knipp).<\/p>\n

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In some translations the falling is due to exhaustion after a long hike, or spinning until one becomes dizzy (think whirling dervishes)… or perhaps stumbling after crossing a bridge.<\/p>\n

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Regardless of the catalyst, after the fall, once the excited energy dissipates,<\/p>\n

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what remains is\u2026 This.<\/em><\/p>\n

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He falls.
She drops beside him.<\/p>\n

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But in our koan Lingzhao doesn\u2019t cop to joining her father in his moment of naturally arising revelation.<\/p>\n

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Instead, when he asks, \u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d<\/p>\n

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She says, \u201cI\u2019m helping.\u201d<\/p>\n

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This is curious.<\/p>\n

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If she is<\/em> helping \u2014 how is she helping?<\/p>\n

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If she is not<\/em> helping \u2014 why does she say she is?<\/p>\n

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What does it mean to help?<\/p>\n

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I once asked one of my teachers, a formidable Frenchman named \u00c9ric Baret, \u201cYou are sitting up there in the front of the room. We\u2019re all sitting here facing you. So, what do you know that I don\u2019t know?\u201d<\/p>\n

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After a long pause, he opened his eyes and squinted at me. He responded:<\/p>\n

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\u201cNothing.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Nothing.<\/p>\n

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Nothing to know. No one knowing it. No one not knowing.<\/p>\n

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Such an answer may sound evasive, but perhaps it points to the heart of the matter.<\/p>\n

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We are quick to divide the world into helper and helped, knower and not-knower, strong and weak, capable and not capable.<\/p>\n

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Yet, before those divisions harden, there is simply the moment itself.<\/p>\n

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Someone falls. Something in us moves.<\/p>\n

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The wish to act. The wish to make it better.<\/p>\n

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We are already halfway into a story before we know it.<\/p>\n

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In my work as a meditation teacher, I\u2019ve supervised people in the iRest Yoga Nidra training program. One of the requirements is to submit recordings demonstrating open, non-directed listening in a one-on-one exchange.<\/p>\n

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I worked with a woman once whose first recording was\u2026 well, not working at all.<\/p>\n

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She was capable, trained in many healing modalities\u2026 but in the session she offered advice, suggestions, affirmations, techniques.<\/p>\n

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She wanted to help.<\/p>\n

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I threw down the \u201cless-is-more\u201d gauntlet and instructed her to try again, this time saying only three things:<\/p>\n

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\u201cCan you tell me more?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cWhat\u2019s that like?\u201d<\/p>\n

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\u201cHow does it feel in your body?\u201d<\/p>\n

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Nothing else.<\/p>\n

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She followed the instructions exactly.<\/p>\n

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When we met for her supervision, she told me that the other person in the recording was her teenage daughter.<\/p>\n

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She reported that after their dyad her daughter looked at her \u2014 with tears in her eyes \u2014 and she said, \u201cMom, you have never ever in my life listened to me before today.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Nothing was added. No advice was given. No fixing. No guidance.<\/p>\n

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And yet something happened.<\/p>\n

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Or perhaps something had stopped happening.<\/p>\n

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And in that stopping, there was room \u2014 an opening, a gap, and it was felt directly.<\/p>\n

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He falls.<\/p>\n

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She doesn\u2019t reach out a hand.<\/p>\n

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She doesn\u2019t correct the moment.<\/p>\n

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She enters it.<\/p>\n

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It can be surprisingly difficult not to help. Even when we see that helping may not be what is needed, something arises in us.<\/p>\n

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A habit. A conditioning. A sense of responsibility.<\/p>\n

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Or an identity \u2014 I am someone who helps.<\/p>\n

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But Lingzao doesn\u2019t improve the situation. She joins him.<\/p>\n

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When someone is down, do we reach out a hand to pull them up? Or do we stay?<\/p>\n

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When my beloved was dying, I often felt helpless in the face of her suffering. Impotent against her pain.<\/p>\n

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What I could offer was total, undivided attention. I am here. I am present.<\/p>\n

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Lingzao was not helping in a conventional sense.<\/p>\n

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Ordinarily, when someone falls, we feel \u201csomething is wrong,\u201d which elicits intervention.<\/p>\n

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She doesn\u2019t treat the fall as a problem. She doesn\u2019t step back and respond to him. She drops with him.<\/p>\n

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Can we meet experience before we organize it?<\/p>\n

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The moment we decide something shouldn\u2019t be happening\u2026 helping begins.<\/p>\n

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Layman Pang falls.<\/p>\n

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Lingzao falls.<\/p>\n

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He says, \u201cLuckily no one was looking.\u201d<\/p>\n

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Perhaps because, in the end, there is no special event here to be witnessed. No spiritual scene to be praised. A fall happens. A daughter joins her father on the ground. Just an ordinary moment.
Or is it?<\/p>\n

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Kathleen Knipp is grateful for the guidance and clarity of Zen Master Matthew Juksan Sullivan, who is supporting her koan exploration. This talk was given during one of his classes.<\/p>\t\t\t\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t\t\t\t<\/div>\n\t\t<\/section>\n\t\t\t\t<\/div>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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