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... pure, and happy place - and we were only beginning. My mind went to Gold Mountain and shortly the Master and entire community. Face after face manifested, squeezed together in the car, all happy, all leaving the Saha dust together. This was home: the eternally dwelling Triple Jewel without a place or limit.
Someday every face we have seen while bowing once every three steps - the police, the kids, mechanics, deer, ants, the old people and prostitutes, reporters, wind, rocks, and clouds - will be one face. All will return and rely on the eternally dwelling Triple Jewel within our true self nature. All living beings have the Buddha-nature. All will become Buddhas. A very happy day, today.
A woman runs across four lanes of high-speed freeway traffic, slips and slides down a steep embankment to offer homemade cookies and $5 - full of smiles all the way.
Much peace in the Way,
Disciple Kuo T'ing
(Heng Ch'au)
bows in respect