128: The Beginning of a Perfect and Virtuous Life: The Great Blessings of the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche Saved a Factory

Everything started on February 7th of 2008, the first day of the Lunar New Year. After attending a puja in Taipei, we went back to our home in Tainan, to take care of our mother who was ill. We stayed in Tainan for three weeks, till March 2nd, during which we did not attend any regular pujas.

During that period, my brother-in-law shared with me what the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche had said in the March 2nd puja: “Those families that have relatives with serious illness should attend pujas continuously to help the sick family members accumulate merit.” He then asked, “Who knows about a material called propane?” I asked my brother-in-law if any one present knew the answer. He said that no one was able to answer the question. I began to suspect that the two matters Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche had raised all had something to do with me.

First off, my mother was a cancer patient. Twelve years ago she was diagnosed with breast cancer. The cancer soon spread to her lymph nodes and, two yeas ago, spread to the rest of her major organs. Second, my job has to do with industrial safety and environmental protection; one of my job responsibilities is the management of two 20-ton propane tanks. I told my brother-in-law I’d never reported to the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche that my mother was a terminally ill cancer patient. All I had done was to contemplate the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche blessing my mother on the crown of her head, as well to prostrate myself in front of the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s Dharma photo. Furthermore, I’d never reported to the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche where I worked or what my job duties were. All I had done was to contemplate the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche on top of my head, blessing of all people, things, and matters that I encountered while at work.

As it turns out, one of the 20-ton propane tanks (a general household LPG liquefied petroleum gas cylinder contains 20KG of gas, so a 20-ton propane tank can fill 1,000 gas cylinders) of my company leaked during the Lunar New Year holidays. At this moment, I told myself clearly, “Haven’t both matters, as brought up by the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, already occurred?”

Yes, it was really incredible. My brother-in-law knew that my mother had been seriously ill; and during the Lunar New Year holidays, a high-pressure liquid pipeline of one of our propane tanks sprung a leak. The monitor in the tank area, however, did not detect the propane leakage, and the alarm in the office to which the monitor connected did not activate. As a result, the leakage remained undiscovered until the day I went back to work after the Lunar New Year holidays. Inspecting the storage area, I could smell propane as far as ten meters outside the fenced-in propane tank. I was terrified, for it was obvious that propane had already been leaking for least 3-4 days. Where the crack had appeared, the pipe was now frozen over, thereby blocking the flow of propane from the tank; concentration levels of the gas were extremely high within the tank area; in fact, with this kind of concentration, the entire area should have already exploded. I immediately shut down the emergency valve and flushed out the block of ice using water from the hydrant. Propane, methane, butane are highly flammable gases and being heavier than air are, thus, easily spread. If the concentration of a leakage had continued to rise, any little spark would set off the whole thing. I am very grateful for the blessings of the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, which played an important role in shielding sentient beings from harm. I am also grateful to the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche for the help and blessings he offers to all his disciples. A deep bow of thanks for the great kindness of the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche!

The Beginning of a Perfect and Virtuous Life: The Auspicious and Precious Phowa Dharma

On March 9th, 2008 as we were getting ready to travel north to attend puja, my wife leaded over and told my mother that we would visualize her attending puja with us, to this my mother simply nodded. Then sometime past eleven o’clock that evening my mother passed away peacefully, sitting in her wheelchair. My mother was a cancer patient. Twelve years ago she was diagnosed with breast cancer. The cancer soon spread to her lymph nodes and then, two yeas ago, spread to the rest of her major organs. We know that cancer patients live in great pain. But my mother did not need morphine injections to control her pain; as her pain was not as severe as many terminal cancer patients, she instead only took regular painkillers. Her mind was usually very clear; her only other problem was that her feet were slightly swollen. My father, who was taking care of my mother that evening, thought my mother had only fallen asleep, so he took a rest as well.

Several doctors and home nurses told my family that my mother’s symptoms were quite unlike those of most cancer patients—everything about her disease seemed unusual, even miraculous. We, however, realized that my mother’s condition during her sickness was due to the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s merciful blessings and the grace of all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. My mother was blessed by Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche at the Glorious Jewel Jewellery Company two years prior to her death; she attended pujas in Taipei and Doului, as well as the Great Indiscriminate Amitabha Puja for Transferring Consciousness in 2006 and 2007.

My mother had once said to me, while giving me a thumb up, “Your Guru Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche is a guru full of dignity and compassion.” Before our mother passed away, we told her that at all times we would try to remember to contemplate Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s appearance. Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche told us that as long as one has seen Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, has heard Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s voice, remembers Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, has faith towards Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, as well as a respectful and repentant heart, one can, without a doubt, receive Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s help.

Sometime past eight o’clock at the evening of February 27th, 2008, we came back to Tainan from Yunlin. The first thing we did after arriving home was to check on our mother. Her body felt extremely cold. Although she had already turned on the electric heater and covered her back and body with blankets; nonetheless, she still felt very cold and her whole body had tightened up. My father anxiously asked us whether she needed to be hospitalized or not. Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche had once explained the process of the breaking apart of the four major elements before one dies. My wife, who is a nurse, tactfully explained to father that there would be no way to medically alleviate my mother’s condition. My wife quickly helped my mother take a nectar pill, and went next door to prostrate herself in front of the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s dharma photo. Explaining my mother’s conditions to Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s dharma photo, my wife prayed to the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche for the help in making the best possible arrangements for mother. When my wife returned, my mother’s condition had returned to normal. My father assumed that my wife had given my mother some prescribed medication, and it was due to this medication that she had recovered so fast. He asked us where the drugs were stored in case the same situation occurred. My wife, however, told him that what my mother had taken was a nectar pill, not western medicine.

Sometime past two in the morning on March 10th, 2008, while we were in Xi-Luo, we received a phone call from family members telling us that my mother had passed away. We immediately went to the small Buddhist shrine in our house and prostrated ourselves to Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s dharma photo. After telling Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche about my mother’s death, we beseeched him for his help in making the best possible arrangements for my mother and prayed that she would obtain the auspicious “Phowa Dharma”. At the time, we followed Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s usual instruction to not move or touch my mother’s body; to not make any loud, sharp or crying sounds; and to turn the ringers on all phones off so they wouldn’t disturb my mother. As instructed by Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, we began to tell my mother to contemplate Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s appearance continuously. As we were hastily returned to Tainan from Xi-Lou, we continually recited Mani mantras, orally transmitted by Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, and contemplated the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche above my mother’s head.

After returning home, my wife put a nectar pill in my mother’s mouth and prayed in front of the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s dharma photo. I looked at the remains of my mother. Her cheeks were dull and her lips dark brown. Her body was still in her wheelchair, face down. I recited Mani mantras for my mother and continuously told her to contemplate Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche. A few hours later, worrying that mother’s remains would be too stiff to be put into a coffin, my younger brother asked me whether we should lay my mother’s body flat.

My father, younger brother, and other family members had not taken refuge; fearing that they would be worried, think unkindly or criticize inappropriately, after discussing it with my wife, I explained the situation to my mother and then moved her body so it lay flat on the bed. Theoretically, my mother’s body should have been quite stiff since it was winter and my mother had been dead for more than six hours—from 11pm on March 9th to sometime 5am on March 10th. However, her body could still be laid down flat; her body and limbs were very soft and flexible and her abdomen showed no sign of swelling.

At around twenty minutes past eleven in the morning, the funeral home workers began to handle funeral-related matters for mother and I stopped reciting Mani Mantras. My mother had been gone for about eleven hours now. I got up and put the center of my left palm near—about two centimeters in distance—the crown of my mother’s head. I felt clearly a sensation of heat that spread instantly from the center of my palm to the rest of my body. The feeling lasted for about ten seconds and the heat was as hot as the steam, which emerges after opening the lid off a pot full of steaming food. I told my twin brother the crown of mother’s head was hot, and to show him, pulled the center of his left palm near the crown of my mother’s head. He too felt the sensation of heat. Taking another look at my mother, I saw her face and lips had already turned shiny red and were in the shape of a smile, while in the right corner of her eye a tear was forming. At this time, I knew clearly that these were the auspicious signs of one who has received the “Phowa Dharma.” So with joy and certainty, I told my younger brother and my wife that the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche had already made the proper arrangements, thus helping my mother attain the auspicious “Phowa Dharma” and transferring her consciousness to Amitabha’s Pure Land. Because of this our family members were not sad during the funeral, but quite serene.

After mother’s remains were cremated her entire skull was in good condition, except for several small cracks caused by the high temperatures of the cremation. Much more surprising, though, was an indentation about the size and thickness of a one dollar coin that we found on crown of her head. The surface of the indentation was very smooth, much like the glossy surface of fired glass. In the center of the depression, there was also a small hole about 2mm in diameter. The surface of the small hole was also very smooth and shiny. Funeral workers asked whether my mother’s head had been operated on. We were certain that it had not. I have studied mechanics and I know once the surface of any object has been broken, processed or drilled by a cutting tool or bit, its surface will be rough and damaged and will be impossible to gloss over. We then compared these smooth surfaces with the surfaces of other small cracks in the skull; they were really worlds apart—like surfaces of two completely different structures. We could only use “unbelievable” to describe the power of Buddha Dharma, which was able to create such a unique depression and hole without the aid of external tools. We truly saw how auspicious and how great was the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s Phowa Dharma, and for that we are deeply grateful to Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche. After the cremation, my mother’s bones came out in a tinge of orange; there were also several flower-shaped Sariras, 5mm in size that were emerald green. My mother did not have dentures, nor did she wear rings or necklaces. Around the same time, we saw the cremated remains of another body: it was all white, with no other colors to speak of. An experienced funeral home worker alerted us to the fact that one of my mother’s bones had been shaped into an image of a sitting Avalokiteshvara (Goddess of Mercy). Looking carefully at the bone, we indeed found an image of Avalokiteshvara. The funeral home worker said, “This means that the deceased has gone to the Pure Land.”

Indeed, all of these auspicious signs proved that the deceased has attained rebirth in the Pure Land. This is the proof that the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche had selflessly spared no expense or effort to free all sentient beings of Six Realms from rebirth— thus releasing them from their sufferings and allowing them to find joy. My wife, my younger brother, his wife, their children, and I all witnessed the power of Buddha Dharma.

We are grateful for Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s kindness. We, as disciples, appreciate how the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche helps all sentient beings—no matter if they are poor or rich, noble or lowly. The best that there is to be given, he has given to us. The His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche has taught us about Five Precepts and Ten Good Deeds, the importance of observing them, the meaning of “all mistakes are my own fault”, ways to correct one’s behavior, and how to reflect on oneself before going to bed every night. The His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche has also instructed us to read the Thirty-Seven Practices of Bodhisattvas every day and to practice it in our daily life. Thank you, the His Eminence Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, Thank you!

Douliu disciples, Zhou Jian-Xian, Guan Ren-Mei, respectfully and appreciatively, January 5, 2009

Updated on November 25, 2009