So polish your will until it is transparent. Then look through it. What you see is already yours.
Consider the archer. He does not desire the arrow to fly. No—he desires the target to receive the arrow before it has left the bow. The flight is illusion. The culmination is already complete in the space between heartbeats. Therefore, your desire must be so ripe, so lived-in, that the universe has no choice but to bow to it.
Thus, practice your onozomi as the mountain practices stillness—not to become still, but because it is stillness. Do not chase the culmination. Let it chase you. And when it finally catches you, do not be surprised if you find yourself laughing, because you will realize: -Etuzan Jakusui- Onozomi no Ketsumatsu
The second is the fulfillment of the essence —the death of the one who lacked. This is the hidden fruit. When your desire is realized, the “you” who desired dissolves. What remains is a being for whom that reality is as natural as breathing. This is the true ketsumatsu : not getting what you wanted, but becoming the one who already has it .
When a man stares into still water, he sees only the surface reflection of his face. But when the water is stirred by the wind of his will— onozomi —the reflection wavers, breaks, and reforms into something new. That is the beginning of magic. So polish your will until it is transparent
“That is how long,” I said. “The desire is the bell. The culmination is not the sound—it is the silence after , which holds the memory of every vibration. You are that silence. You simply forgot.”
— Etuzan Jakusui From the “Hidden Records of the Northern Hermitage” Consider the archer
You were never the one who desired. You were always the culmination, wearing the mask of wanting.