That moment where I want to give up, forget Zen and the difficulty of daily practice both on and off the cushion is the point where effort must be expended to keep on track. Will this end in enlightenment, or just a failed attempt at being something? This question must be forgotten, for enlightenment cannot be like everything else that is acquired in this life. Just keep on going, I say, keep on going. If you keep going, something will happen. And in that moment, I forget all about Zen and enlightenment, and I just persist, hanging on, and I find strength I never thought I had.