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Reminiscence of the nun master

Update: 03/04/2014
In life, each of us needs a truly good life and happiness, but for me a happy life did not exist in the time I was three years old when the death robbed of a mother I had been in love and a father who I always respected.
 

Reminiscence of the nun master

 

 Alone have I burdened into both roles
of father and mother who early were beside me”

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The age of three - the stage of a new kid - babbling,\r\nlimping, still innocently playing with the other kids, I had to hang on\r\nmourning had band for both late parents. At that time, I was in shortfall and\r\nmany horrible things in life. I lived in sorrow, lost of pride and\r\nself-confidence, used to be I inferiority complex for myself. However, since\r\nthen, my aunt took me to the monastery for leaving home and luckily, on my\r\nspiritual path, I met a nun master, who is a respected, diligent teacher, the\r\none who behaved artfully and philosophically, a wise master instructing me the\r\nway to be unbound and enlightened, a boatman leading many people crossing the\r\nriver bank of happiness.

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I had a fortunate chance to meet her in the funeral at Phi\r\nChieu monastery. Seeing her, I seemed like a dump founded, from which my eyes\r\nalways followed her solemn, stately virtuous steps, gestures and postures. She\r\nhad cut her young, smooth hair, to wear a royal blue robe for Thich Buddhist\r\nname. Its shoulders worn away and torn during the time, which accumulated the\r\nqualities of the intensely religious practice, and its gentle royal blue tended\r\nto deliberate and enlighten. Her fifty year hair became dotted gray has worried\r\nif our practice would achieve and get good results. Her benevolent faces\r\nspotted a high forehead appear in the clarity of the high level of didactic.\r\nHer eyes were calm when we do good in diligent practice; sometimes strict when\r\nwe left anything wrong. Her suntan skin seemed darker due to outdoor Dharma\r\nmissions or work in the blazing sun with the masses. Her tall stature in\r\nhorizontal shoulders managed hard work, which bears so much work for Buddhist\r\ncongregation and improving her young cultivators with health and However, she\r\nalways had smiling lips, full of peace and happiness to the mass. The robe she\r\nwore every day along with torn sandals was gradually old over the time. She\r\nalways loved, protected the Buddhists, and taught all to become a virtuous\r\npeople, more complete personality. She encouraged our practice, not to be lazy,\r\nand delay in the chanting time, do the deed. She used to work with us, have a\r\nlove as a mother, a strictness as a father, would show a solemn, majestic form\r\nas a teacher. How solemn, relaxed, peaceful her walking stature is! For me, she\r\nis a respectable master who is full of art, philosophy of life.

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I remember once, in the Shangha, a brother left the pagoda.\r\nThat time, she called me telling about the masses and encourages me try to\r\npractice. Teachers face revealed sadness when she told me: "I make\r\nattempt to practice; your condition is not the same as the brothers, trying to\r\nestablish their aspirations on the path. Your fellow brother has left, Do you\r\nknow?" Then, her tears were to drop down. I couldn’t help my tears o rush\r\nup at her and cried as a small child, I said: "Teacher, I will be always\r\nwith you, I promise to practice diligently." At that time, I felt very\r\nhappy beside her protection and passion. Even since then, I had always devoted\r\nto practicing diligently, not to betray her longing for me. As the passed time,\r\nshe was older and I became a radically solemn nun. One day, the sky suddenly\r\ndarkened just as I had no longer grown up when she was gone and gone forever. I\r\nfelt like losing a life, a spiritual fulcrum, a vast high sky. Over the past\r\ndays, I still bear in mind her sayings and never forget the gratitude she had\r\nnurtured me.

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Up-bringing gratitude created a life of wisdom
Righteousness of teacher is endlessly difficult to pay”

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“Teachers!” Please accept my mind silently calling you as a\r\ntruthful thank as a mother, a father and a devoted teacher raising me a better\r\nmature person. Thank you as a master guiding me to the path of deliverance, enlightenment.\r\nAlthough you no longer live here now beside me, in my mind, you are a respected\r\nmajestic teacher, and I will always take you preaching to make a lodestar on\r\nthe way to practice. I vow to practice diligently, not to disappoint your\r\nexpectations and beliefs which you have confidence in me.

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Translated by Nguyen Xuan Tich.

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