This is an excerpt from Eat. Pray. Love. by Elizabeth Gilbert that I wanted to share.
Buddhist lore has a story about the moments that followed the Buddha’s transcendence into enlightenment. When- after thirty-nine days of meditation- the veil of illusion finally fell away and the true workings of the universe were revealed to the great master, he was reported to have opened his eyes and said immediately, “This cannot be taught.”
But then he changed his mind, decided that he would go out into the world, after all, and attempt to teach the practice of meditation to a small handful of students. He knew there would be only a meager percentage of people who would be served by (or interested in) his teachings.
Most of humanity, he said, have eyes that are that are so caked shut with the dust of deception they will never see the truth, no matter who tries to help them.
A few others are so naturally clear-eyed and calm already that they need no instructions or assistance whatsoever.
But then there are those whose eyes are just slightly caked with dust, and who might, with the help of the right master, be taught to see more clearly someday.
The Buddha decided he would become a teacher for the benefit of that minority- “for those of little dust”.