There was once a wanderer who
cared nothing for fame. although he had many chances for position, he
continued to search for teachers who could help him master five things:
zither, chess, book, painting, and sword.
The zither gave him music, which
expressed the soul. Chess cultivated
strategy and a response to the actions of another. Books gave him
academic education. Painting was the exercise of beauty and
sensitivity. Sword was a means for health and defense.
One day a little boy asked the wanderer
what he would do if he lost his
five things. At first the wanderer was frightened, but he soon realized
that his zither could not play itself, the chess board was nothing
without players, a book needed a reader, brush and ink could not move
on their own accord, and a sword could not be unsheathed without a
hand. He realized that his cultivation was not merely for the
acquisition of skills. It was a path t the innermost part of his being.