I used to have a handle on life but it broke.
A Zen student reached the banks of a wide river. Looking out and across to the wide bank he saw his master on the far shore picking up flat white rocks. He called out to his teacher asking, “Master, how do I get to the other side?” “Fool!” shouted the master; “You’re already on the other side!”
“Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t someone tell me?”
“I’m telling you now.”