zen kind of brīc
Two monks were washing their bowls by a river, when they spotted a scorpion about to drown. Without hesitation, one scooped it up with his hand and laid it on the land, getting stung while doing so. When he resumed washing his bowl, the scorpion fell in again. The same monk again saved the scorpion, and was again stung. The other monk asked in great surprise, “Why continue saving it when its nature is to sting?” The first monk replied, “Because it’s my nature to save.”