In July 1995, I traveled from Taiwan to the
City of Ten Thousand Buddhas (CTTB) to attend the Venerable
Master's cremation ceremony. Afterwards, I stayed on to help
out at Jyun Kang Vegetarian Restaurant in San Francisco for
a year and a half. During that time, I dreamt of the Master
twice. In the first dream, the Master said, "Don't be late
for morning recitation. If you want to go to the Western
Paradise and you are late for morning recitation, the gate
to the Western Paradise will close on you." In the second
dream, the Master said, "I have a very long telephone line.
I hear it when any of you miss morning recitation." I have
carefully remembered the Master's instructions and not dared
to forget them. In the past five years, I have been late to
morning recitation only twice, once because the battery in
my alarm clock ran out, and once because I was sick and
hooked up to the IV (for intravenous feeding) for two days.
Under the Venerable Master's compassionate teaching, we
seniors have also been able to live in the monastery to
study and practice the Dharma, and even enter the monastic
life. On the Memorial Day of the Master's Leaving Home in
1998, I had my head shaved and renounced the household life.
This year, I shall receive full ordination in the threefold
I had decided in early April this year to participate in the
Jeweled Repentance Before Ten Thousand Buddhas at CTTB.
Before the Repentance, however, my varicose veins swelled
up, and the pain was so great that I could not even put on
shoes or walk. Acupuncture and massage had no effect. My
Dharma sisters said, "How can you bow the Repentance when
your feet are in such pain?" I said, "Don't worry. All the
ten thousand Buddhas will certainly protect me and grant me
my wish of bowing the Repentance Before Ten Thousand Buddhas."
It was indeed painful and hard to bow for the first three
days of the Repentance. The pain seemed less on the fourth
day. By the seventh day, the pain had diminished by more
than half. By the end of the Repentance, the pain was
I rise at three o'clock every day and bow to the Buddhas
until morning recitation. After the last ceremony in the
evening, I continue bowing until quarter past ten. Being
old, it's hard for me to learn anything and I don't have
much ability. That's why the only way I can make offerings
to the Buddhas is to bow to them.