MORFINO'S STORIES

THE DISCIPLE HAD WALKED THREE DAYS BEFORE HE  FOUND HIS BELOVED MASTER IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SILENCE, WITH HIS WHITE AND LONG HAIR DANCING WITH THE BREEZE.

THE MASTER DID NOT MOVE A SINGLE TRACE IN HIS FACE. HE KEPT SILENT, OPEN EYED, CONTEMPLATIVE.

THE DISCIPLE STAYED IN SILENCE FOR A WHILE, LOOKING PROFOUNDLY IN HIS MASTER'S EYES.

NOTHING ELSE REMAINED TO BE SAID. THE DISCIPLE TOOK HIS WAY BACK HOME, ENLIGHTED, AT LEAST TILL THE SUNSET.

WHAT DO YOU SEE

_What do you see?
_ The ocean?
_What do you see?
_ The birds?
_ What do you see?
_ The boats spread around?
_ What do you see? Don't ask me.


MORFINO the sage

SELF EXPRESSION

_master, do you think that I should not be doing any question?
_ listem to that voice that  you have just mentioned

INVISIBLE

once upon a time, there was a boy who found out that he could become invisible.
he did not know what to do with this surprisingly powers than he went to talk to the air, which was already invisible.

_ Hello, mister air, can we talk a little bit?
_ Sure, but I can not see you.
_ I cannot see you either

Said Morfino, the sage, whose wisdom is proportional to his silence. 

SHORT TALK

_ Master, how can I talk to you in English and receive your available wisdom through my poor English skills?
_ When you are not considering to face this limitation it will not exist. We get surprised with our response to difficult situations when this is not a question. 
_ How can I comunicate with lack of words? 
_ When we do not say anything we get to de bedrock of comunication. Everything we say is  ilusion. The truth is silent. 
_ So I should not be here to listen you.
_ No one needs to listen to nobody. Listen is just a grace, a gift. In silence we listen to the nothingness that both of us are.