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A Moving Letter In The Summer Retreat

Update: 12/07/2012
Dear Red Eagle:. It lasts three days, five hours, eight minutes since you left no news to me. I cannot contact my dear Red Eagle. I miss you so much. There is no feeling expression describing my love for you. No extreme analyst can compose my remembrance to you.
 

A Moving Letter In The Summer Retreat

 

I wonder when I do tell you as if I love you, I miss you so\r\nmuch as a habit. I regard this as at ease to enter your world, join your\r\nlanguage, and do your action.

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I am so embarrassed to make acquaitance with you at first.\r\nThen I am heard that you are making friends by a so-called FACEBOOK. Therefore,\r\nI try to ask the company’s staff about it and I finally have a nickname on\r\nfacebook: facebook princess!

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In addition, you – Red Eagle – a notorous gangster\r\nunhesitatedly has made friend with me on a welcome slogan: I am glad to make\r\nacquaintance with you, facebook princess.

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Since then, I have had a sympathetic talk with Red Eagle and\r\nI have not recognized the name Red Eagle until then.

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Red Eagle is assumed the leader of a beggar team, grave and\r\ndignified. Travelling all places, he wears a strong amour, rides a red horse,\r\nand takes a spear. Everyone has known the name Red Eagle and it is well known\r\nin martial arts.

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My dear son,

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Why do your friends call you Sparerow-In-Rain though you are\r\nRed Eager? Here comes Sparrrow-In-Rain! They shout, “Sparrrow-In-Rain,\r\nSparrrow-In-Rain!” At the time, your face was seen to become red, fist the hand\r\nin punch, catch the breath, and without any words, rush forward home as fast as\r\npossible to manage to go home in the role Red Eagle from 12pm to midnight. You\r\nrides a red horse, a gain in amour, a spear, and a hero trip courageously,\r\ntiredlessly, without meals and sleep, careless of day or night.You are no\r\nlonger concern anyone. Look at you, my heart seems in pain and try to stop the\r\ntears.

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You know, I did not understand until you are called by\r\nSparrrow-In-Rain, not by Red Eagle. It is with your shape that looks like a\r\nhomeless bird, which frighteningly flies aimlessly in a heavy rain. You tremble\r\nbecause of wet wings, messy feathers, bony body, and lonely chill. In rescuing\r\naffairs, my Red Eagle does not care about his hair, his bath, his meals, his\r\naccommodation.I feel pity for you, but I try not to cry!

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Early morning, after housework, facebook princess is online\r\nto look for Red Eagle. However, on facebook appears only a line of words: “My\r\nbrothers! It is I –Red Eagle, the leader of beggar gang- stops his mission to\r\njoin a summer retreat at Hoằng Pháp pagoda. Goodbye and see you again after\r\nseven days, Farewell – Red Eagle.” Mum felt surprise at his decision. Mum was\r\nso joyful that no words used to describe on it. Her bitter tears dropped but\r\nshe did not cry.

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Looking at a thin son in messy hair and in stumble steps\r\ncarrying a heavy backbag full of clothes, cakes and candies, milk, comics,\r\netc,. For a long trip, Mum seemed to be happy and worried and wondered about a\r\nfar travel. Mum stopped weeping while welcoming her son to the pagoda. When the\r\npagoda’s door closed, instead of turning back to look at me, you walked\r\nstraight at full steps, rushing to the crowd as if you had been a freeing bird\r\nignoring that I kept watching at my child, wondering if  you could merge\r\nwith the new envirvonment. Mum stared at you until you were out of my sight.\r\nStay alone, felt sad with tears ready on my eyes, praying The Bodhisattva for\r\nyou. I tried to hide my tears.

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In a quite night, Mum has writen this letter to you, because\r\nI could not make phone you. I started to think such a lot of matters as whether\r\nyou could eat vegeterian food, whether you have full eating, whether mosquitoes\r\nbit you, or were you in lack of blankets. Have you felt cold or lonely? I do\r\nnot know what you are doing at this moment, whether you are still staying awake\r\nor sleeping, were you teased by your friends being “Sparrow-in-Rain”, a lot, a\r\nlot. Wow, I have not known how you are at this moment. I‘ve thought many times\r\nof matters that you had not ever faced before. Look at the night sky, I wonder\r\nwhich star the my son‘s fate does belong to among the billion of those stars,\r\nwhere you will have gone and who‘ll instruct as I have no existence in life? My\r\neyes felf resentful, but I tried without the crying.

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As you know, my friends asked me “when your child giving\r\nbirth, did you cry and shout?” I answered: “No, I didn’t!” My friends told me:\r\n“You tell a lie”. They said that at the time, they gave birth a baby, they saw\r\none sun as seven and everything did turn round. They screamed loudly as to lose\r\noff their voice that their hands grab bed tightly as to break off the bed bars\r\nand their legs kicked hard as to knock down the room.  “You didn’t cry. No\r\njoking!”

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Mum never laid them. I tried to stop crying. I was not\r\nreally more talented and stronger than they were. I was also hurt utmostly,\r\nalso wanted to shout because of my body cutting. However, as you know, I was\r\nweak and had no strength as my friends. If I cried and shouted, you would not\r\nbe born safely. Therefore, I used all my best power to bite my teeth closely to\r\nlet you. Therefore, I tried not to cry!

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When you got sick, Dad and I were anxious because of your\r\ntemperature, your constan vomit, your delirious whispers, your skinny body,\r\nyour tasteless mouth without eating. I spent all sleepless night taking care of\r\nyou. I felt worried because of continuous coughs. I felt tired because your\r\nillness did not recover in many days. My spirit was unsafe because of these\r\nreasons, but I kept without crying, because I wanted to save my health taking\r\ncare of you.

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I felt happy because of your generosity, from which I merely\r\nloved your dad on early days. You always volunteered to contribute your money\r\nin the funs, never counted on it with your friends, always tried to highlight\r\nfrom your friend sand liked being praised. You did not hesitate to waste money\r\non their big meals; even your friends borrowed money from you without\r\nrepayment. However, do you know that, to have these things, I had to wear each\r\nof my clothes until they went ragged; and I ate meals simply enough to be full.\r\nI forgot all my making-up for myself. I ceased my own pleasure, and became\r\nolder in Dad’s sight. This is the reason why your dad does not love me as much\r\nas before. He often has a quarrel with me, gets me renewed myself to be\r\nfashioned. But I coudn’t do these things, because I had to economize for your\r\nequality as  your friends suppress for your  feeling proud of the\r\nparties, or for your funny-playing  together with your friends. I only\r\nknow to suppress my suffering without crying.

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It is a gentlemanlike Red-Eagle that you were very afraid of\r\nreminding your family and parents to your friends. You dare not take them to\r\nhome or to introduce your parents to them. You don’t admit that you are living\r\nin bad condition or don’t want your friends to meet a boorish mother who has\r\njust normal thing as plain water for the difnified Red Eagle‘s friends to\r\ndrink. You even sometimes run over me ignoring to look at Mum when you are\r\nwalking with friends. I pretended to be unknowing for your being naturally, but\r\nmy feeling was hurt as if to be cut. However, I tried without crying!

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I felt sorrowful while others‘child is obedient, complying,\r\ncouteous, and studious. On the other hand, my child indulges in pleasure,\r\nrudeness, without life target; unlove kindness, family hostility, useless\r\naspiration, common ambition, meaningless speech. I felf very sad, but I tried\r\nwithout crying, because I believed in one day, you‘ll understand and prove of\r\nyourselves.

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That is the coming day when you make decision to attend a\r\nsummer-cultivated retreat. It is the place that you are able to renovate\r\nyourselves, where noble monks will teach you the way to accept failure and to\r\nenjoy yourseves. You are taught how to listen to people, and how to select from\r\nthese listened things through a truth filter into good things, how to kindly\r\nbehave with the good and severaly with the evil. You are taught to “sell” you\r\nforce and mind for body nourishing but never bargain your heart and soul to\r\nbe“bought”. You are instructed not to support the crowd when people always take\r\nadvantages of social tendency. Envies should be avoided, unsane comparison\r\nshould be eleminated, and hostility should be deleted. Noble monks will help\r\nyou with confidence on yourselves; smiles while your sad feeling, upstanding\r\nafter stumbling. How to love all people, to distinguish the right and the\r\nwrong, to realize suffering and to transfer feelings, to share happiness and\r\ngladness to people is majored, and so on and on.

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Only with best effort will you try. Attend complete\r\ncultivated retreat, comply with the pagoda’s rules, and try to remember the\r\nnoble monks’ advice. When you become One Red-Eagle perfectly, not a\r\n“Sparrow-in-Rain”, you will not be afraid of fear anyone’s steasing, stately\r\ndignified as a new one.

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Try your best as Mum always do, without crying when you were\r\nborn, when Mum was a boorish person, when Mum was lost from your Dad’s love,\r\nwhen you got sick, or the times you are insolent.

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I‘ve known that you‘ll face to challenges, difficulties or\r\nsufferings, miseries in life, but you never cry, my darling! When you smile,\r\nthe world‘ll smile with you; but if you cry, you‘ll be alone. Stand up and be\r\nstrong as Red-Eagle, the wings of which will flap and fly high in the liberate\r\nsky with a bright and experienced eyes for life, with muscles of wisdom and\r\nforever belief. Be open the loving wings to protect the weak; use your firm\r\nfeet to confidently step on without depending on anyone. Care for the lives and\r\nvaluate the beloved minutes that you exist on earth.

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Be sure in confidence because The Buddha always watches for\r\nyou in each step and breath. Be calm and make progress yourself, my darling!

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 I believe and wait for glogy returning of Red-Eagle!

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 Red-Eagle’s Mum

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