Two
days after the Mother's Day celebration was Master's birthday. Master
asked us what we wanted to do on that day, so we took the opportunity
to ask Her to sing with us. When She said, "Okay," we were
overjoyed. Some fellow initiates who had attended the retreat were
still at the Center, so they joined in the fun. The program began
with several beautiful songs sung by Korean initiates, whose voices
were so sweet and fascinating that they could have been mistaken for
professionals. Since our group had had no time to rehearse, however,
our chorus was a failure. To save us from embarrassment, Master quickly
came down the stage and sang with everyone, "Little Lamb Wants
to Go Home." After walking around the venue, She went back onto
the stage to chat with us, enjoyed some cookies, and began making
song requests. Strangely, at that point, we could sing very well any
song that She requested.
After
we sang several traditional songs of Formosa's indigenous people,
Master suddenly asked us to dance to the melody. Initially, we thought
that She was joking, but She turned out to be very insistent. She
even demanded that we comply quickly, or She would leave. Eager to
keep Master with us and make Her happy, we could only gather all the
courage we had, and dance. Those who could not dance prayed to the
Inner Master for help. Having no time to prepare, we resorted to using
improvised props-our Quan Yin cloths. Some wrapped them around their
heads, and some tied them around their waists. Forming a circle, we
followed the rhythm and started to dance. We might not have been professionals,
but our movements were neat and in step. Some people's skirts were
so long that they kept stumbling on them, inducing hearty laughter
from Master.
Master
really enjoyed the evening. That song and dance performance integrated
the love between Master and disciples and reached a climax. At that
moment, the only thought in our minds was to make Master stay and
feel happy. Having no other thoughts and having totally forgotten
about ourselves, we were once more immersed in the bliss of being
one with Master's love.
Time
spent with Master, within or without, in any way, is always permeated
with Her love and blessings. After this occasion, we each went on
our way to our own destinations to carry on with our mission. Such
happy moments are always brief, but Master's sweet love fills my heart
and accompanies me constantly. Often echoing in my ears is a line
of the lyrics from an indigenous song we sang that evening: "Hand
in hand, tightly, with love..."
Embraced
by Your True Love
Please
tell me,
Why do I miss You so?
We yearn to meet again very soon,
Though we have not yet parted.
For You I cry; for You I laugh.
It's You that I miss, and for You that I pray.
For You I would do anything, just to win Your smile.
Regardless of Your attire,
Regardless of Your look,
I am proud to be embraced by Your intense love.
You are the ultimate grace God bestows on me;
You are no one else; You are myself!
