1315：Appreciation to the Guru’s Blessings and Incomparably Wondrous Teachings

Prostrations to His Eminence Vajra Guru Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, Dharma Protector Achi, the Lineage gurus, and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. Greetings, fellow believers and Dharma brothers, I am Lin Ling Hui from Group Two, and my Dharma name is Hui Cheng Drolma. I am grateful to His Eminence Vajra Guru Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche for bestowing me the opportunity to hereby share and praise the guru for how the guru has helped my mother, my family members, and me, and to repent for the evil karma I have committed. 

Shortly after taking refuge in 2005, I brought my mother, my nephew with moderate autism spectrum disorder, and my sister-in-law to seek an audience with Rinpoche. At that moment, Rinpoche immediately pointed out that my mother had had an abortion, which left us greatly astonished, as we had never heard my mother mention it before. Rinpoche also compassionately  (maitri and karuna)  bestowed my mother the opportunity to attend the Chod puja, during which Rinpoche transferred the consciousness of my unborn sibling, with whom I had no fate.
 
During pujas, I often heard the guru expound that those who had a mind of hatred will be reborn as nagas after death—those with great good fortune will be large pythons, while those with little good fortune will be small snakes. I began to worry about my mother, who had long harbored resentment toward my elder uncle and his wife and often complained about my maternal uncle. I hoped that she would adopt a vegetarian diet and take refuge. Therefore, I began taking my mother to dine at the Glorious Jewel Vegetarian Cuisine or cafe shops every Saturday, where we often were fortunate to encounter Rinpoche by coincidence. My mother was very happy and greatly enjoyed the delicious cuisine and warm, attentive service at the Glorious Jewel Vegetarian Cuisine and cafe shops. I am grateful to Rinpoche for establishing high-quality restaurants.
 
However, after two or three years had passed, my mother still had no intention of adopting a daily vegetarian diet. I then began to reflect on what I hadn’t done. Suddenly, the thought of ‘making offerings’ arose in my mind. So my mother and I signed up to seek an audience with Rinpoche to express our gratitude and make offerings to Rinpoche. My mother had thought that, like the abbots of other monasteries, Rinpoche would always accept offerings. However, to her great surprise, Rinpoche did not, and would even refuse to accept the substantial monetary offerings. Unexpectedly, as soon as my mother returned home, she told my elder brother that she would become a vegetarian. I marvel at Rinpoche’s incredible attraction (Puja Teachings Index 22) power. 
 
The following Saturday, I, with immense gratitude, hurriedly brought my mother to sign up for making offerings and implore the guru to allow my mother to attend the weekly Sunday pujas, and the guru compassionately (maitri and karuna) granted the permission. A Dharma brother shared with my mother that taking refuge should be done without delay and that time should not be wasted. After hearing this, my mother stepped forward once again to implore for taking refuge. And Rinpoche, to our astonishment, compassionately (maitri and karuna) permitted my mother, asking her to proceed with the registration. All of these are extremely incredible, and I am grateful for Rinpoche’s compassionate (maitri and karuna) blessings and the Dharma brother’s sharing. Less than half a year after my mother took refuge, she resolutely went to implore the guru to bestow the incomparably wondrous Phowa. Although my elderly mother was nervous, she was still able to clearly implore the guru to bestow the Phowa. Rinpoche astonishingly and compassionately (maitri and karuna) granted my mother’s imploring and immediately blessed her. I am grateful to Rinpoche.
 
Although my mother had significant hearing loss and a curved spine that made walking difficult, she greatly enjoyed participating in group gatherings, music concerts, and other activities, and was happy that I took her to join these activities. I told my mother that we should be thankful to the guru, because the guru teaches us disciples to be filial and learn Buddhism. I am grateful to the guru for granting permission for my mother, who had difficulty walking, had heart disease and high blood pressure, and was already 94 years old, to join the puja trip in  Japan. My mother was deeply grateful to Rinpoche for allowing her, within her lifetime, to go to the Japan Buddhist Center to attend the pujas. She was also very thankful to the Vajra Dharma brothers who carried her up to Onsenji Monastery for pilgrimage and who took care of us throughout the trip. Whenever she participated in Glorious Jewel activities, my mother was always very happy and praised Rinpoche for being immensely remarkable, able to lead so many disciples while keeping everything meticulously organized, and to run the business units with great success,  all through Rinpoche’s tremendous efforts.
 
Before taking refuge, my mother was often angry, blaming everyone and everything. Under the nurturing influence of the Buddha Dharma taught by Rinpoche,  my mother’s temperament, facial expression, and manner of speech and conduct gradually changed in subtle ways. Our family members and some Dharma brothers have all noticed these changes in my mother.

Because my mother’s spinal curvature was extremely severe, it caused pain in the bones of her lower limbs. On one occasion, when the pain became unbearable, she asked why the guru hadn’t used the Phowa Dharma to let her leave. I reminded her that the Phowa is used to rescue her to the Pure Land after death, and that Rinpoche had taught that， ‘One cannot leave if karma is not yet purified and debts must be repaid.’ I asked her to visualize Rinpoche blessing her. One day, she felt unwell again, and on top of that, I had upset her. Shockingly, my mother attempted to take her own life, but fortunately, she was stopped in time. I apologized to her and, at the same time, reminded her that Rinpoche had expounded that， ‘Those who take their own lives will continuously experience the process and suffering of suicide.’ I told her to visualize Rinpoche whenever she was in pain and reminded her that Rinpoche teaches us to ceaselessly repent.

I am grateful to Rinpoche. My mother began to repent for having eaten many chicken feet and other sentient beings’ meat, feeling sorry toward all sentient beings. She then repented for having once, on her great-grandmother’s birthday, asked her cousin to kill a pig for the celebration, causing her cousin to commit the karma of killing. Later, her cousin contracted tetanus and had to undergo amputation. His hands were first amputated, and his feet were then amputated. Unwilling to live in such a debilitated state, he refused further medical treatment and passed away shortly thereafter. My mother then mentioned that my father， who worked as an engineer in a government agency, actually went into a joint venture with a friend to set up a fish pond to earn extra money. The business ultimately failed, and my father even took her along to sell the fish. Only by hearing this did I realize why my father had a short life, my younger brother lost his hearing, my sister-in-law had polio as a child, and my nephew has moderate autism spectrum disorder; all of these are the results of karma!

My mother also said that what she was most grateful to me for was bringing her to take refuge with His Eminence Vajra Guru Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche. I marvel at the guru’s attraction (Puja Teaching Index 22) power. The next day, my mother, who had once been a medical professional, suddenly suffered a stroke. When my mother was alive, she had told us not to seek emergency treatment. However, the family still followed the advice of relatives and friends and had the elderly mother undergo surgery. During the operation, she went into shock twice. Although the tumor was successfully removed, other life-threatening problems were caused, and the speech area was damaged, leaving her unable to speak. This once again confirmed what Rinpoche had expounded—that our karmic creditors are just around us. Seeing my mother in the ICU with a nasogastric tube and a urinary catheter, all of us siblings felt deep sorrow. Whenever the nurse suctioned phlegm from my mother, seeing the convulsive movements of her legs, I felt deeply unfilial.

On Saturday, I immediately signed up to seek an audience with Rinpoche. The guru scolded me for not having taken the guru’s Dharma teachings into mind， letting the guru make decisions, and for shifting responsibility onto Rinpoche. Rinpoche told me to step backward to reflect on this, and then return. The next time I stepped forward, I directly reported to the guru that, due to my mother’s stroke and hospitalization, I was making offerings on her behalf. The guru compassionately (maitri and karuna) accepted the offerings. I am grateful to Rinpoche.

After returning to the hospital, I whispered into my mother’s ear that I had made offerings on her behalf and asked her not to let her thoughts wander but to listen to Rinpoche and follow Rinpoche. That evening, after I carefully cleaned my mother’s face and mouth, she suddenly opened her eyes and held my hands for a long time, and then closed her eyes. Looking at my mother, I decided in my mind that I would not let my mother suffer any more suctioning that night. After I finished wiping my mother clean, her breathing gradually became rapid. I knelt in tears, imploring Rinpoche for his blessings and begging forgiveness from the karmic creditors. Truly unable to bear the sound of my mother’s rapid breathing, I, in helpless tears, unconsciously fell asleep. When I awoke in shock at 5 a.m., I discovered that my mother had already passed away.

My mother’s face appeared serene, like a child in deep slumber. There was a slightly darkened spot on the right side of her forehead, her lips were tightly closed, and at the lip pearl, there was a small, round opening, just enough to place a nectar pill inside. I whispered into my mother’s ear, telling her that she should only follow Rinpoche. After Rinpoche finished performing the Dharma, I had my family witness the auspicious signs following Rinpoche’s performance of the Phowa to transfer my mother’s consciousness. My mother’s crown chakra was warm, her body was supple, the darkened area on her forehead had disappeared, and her complexion looked prettier. What was astonishing was that there was not even a single wrinkle on her face. All our family members were filled with joy and wonder, and we were grateful to His Eminence Vajra Guru Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche.
 
Because Rinpoche had gone abroad, we were unable to immediately implore for a date for the cremation. My elder brother, fearing that the funeral could not be completed according to tradition before the seventh lunar month and might draw criticism from relatives, appeared somewhat impatient. However, the cremation date compassionately (maitri and karuna) bestowed by the guru turned out, astonishingly, as my elder brother wished, to be before the seventh lunar month. I am immensely grateful to  Rinpoche.

I immediately rushed to the funeral company to arrange the funeral matters. The staff told me that there had been no venue available, yet I believed that the date granted by Rinpoche would surely be fulfilled. I therefore asked the funeral company to search more carefully, and indeed, they found a small venue that could only begin at 1:00 p.m. Yet all the relatives and friends attending the farewell ceremony felt the venue was profoundly solemn and warm. In just four and a half hours, we completed the  Family Memorial Ritual, Public Memorial Ritual, and the cremation, and then proceeded to Yang Ming Shan to fulfill my mother’s wish for a flower burial. Even the staff of the funeral company found it incredible.
 
After my mother’s cremation, two neat, small, round holes were also found on her skull (please refer to the auspicious signs after the perfect completion of Rinpoche performing Phowa, Case 71), once again allowing the family to witness the incomparably wondrous and auspicious signs after the completion of Rinpoche performing Phowa to transfer consciousness. Then another miraculous event occurred: although the location for the flower burial could not be preselected, my mother was astonishingly arranged to be in the same section as my father, and only two steps away. The family all joyfully exclaimed that it was truly miraculous! I quickly told them that without Rinpoche’s blessings, such a miracle would have been impossible. I am grateful to Rinpoche!

Next, I will share with you how Rinpoche has helped me. Nineteen years ago, shortly after taking refuge, I was working at Sina Travel Service Company. One day, a Dharma brother informed me that Rinpoche asked me to see a gynecologist. I, being self-righteous, thought it was merely menopause, and I had no uncomfortable symptoms about the menopause, so I did not go to see a doctor.

About two or three years later, when the doctor performed an abdominal ultrasound, a uterine fibroid of about over twenty centimeters was discovered. In fact, earlier, when I absentmindedly touched my abdomen, I felt something there. Since it caused no pain or itching, and I feared that surgery would prevent me from learning Dharma, I buried my head in the sand and did not go to see the doctor. Although the fibroid was confirmed, it was not visible at all in appearance, and everything seemed normal in daily life, so I simply ignored it. It was not until three years ago that what I thought was a urinary problem was revealed by a CT scan to still be related to the uterine fibroid. Although it had shrunk slightly, it remained very large, which, for a woman who had already reached menopause, was not a favorable sign. The doctor said that since it did not affect daily life, I could choose not to undergo the surgery. I thought that performing grand prostrations was also fine, so I continued to wait and observe.

At the end of May this year, I suddenly experienced excruciating pain. Even the ultrasound revealed no abnormalities, so I had no choice but to undergo surgery. That evening, the group leader called to express concern and relayed that the guru knew I was to undergo surgery and said there was no need to be afraid; sooner or later, one will die, and dying on the operating table is also dying. I felt ashamed that my illness was known by the guru, and I was an additional evil disciple. After hanging up, tears suddenly welled up uncontrollably, and I was filled with overwhelming shame. Just as I was about to cry loudly, the group leader called again, telling me not to cry, which would frighten my family, and reminded me to sincerely repent on my own. I therefore obediently wiped away my tears and began to repent. Thinking of the group leader’s mention of ‘death,’ I wondered whether something might happen, so I instructed my eldest sister to help me offer my insurance payout to the guru. Fearing that she might forget or that other siblings might question it, I wrote down my account information and arrangements for posthumous matters and sent them to my eldest sister via LINE.

I underwent traditional open surgery, leaving an incision of about forty centimeters. After the operation was completed, the nurse tapped me awake. Still not fully conscious, I unexpectedly reached out, trying to brush off the things attached to my body. The nurse tapped my hands, told me not to grab at anything, and then wheeled me out of the operating room. At that moment, my heart cried out, asking why I had been allowed to live. After entering the ward, I felt extremely distressed, drifting in and out of sleep. Whenever I awoke and heard even the slightest sound, I actually could not bear it. Hearing the sound of my sisters talking, I became unhappy and banged on the wall in protest. Fortunately, a Dharma brother came to visit me. Leaning close to my face, she softly said that Rinpoche had said one should not be angry, or one would fall into Hell. Upon hearing Rinpoche’s name, tears uncontrollably streamed down my face, and I repented for not having faithfully practiced according to the teachings.

When coming to check on me, the doctor told my sisters that she had seen twisted ovaries before, but had never seen two fibroids, measuring eight and nine centimeters each, unexpectedly become twisted in such a way. As a result, one of the tumors could not absorb nutrients and was gradually turning black, nearly necrotic. It was truly miraculous, so she helped me take a photo to commemorate it. If not for Rinpoche’s compassionate (maitri and karuna) blessings, when and how these two fibroids became twisted, and how they managed to remain unharmed for nearly twenty years, would have been impossible. It was indeed exceedingly incredible!

I repented that, from the time my mother took refuge until she received the great benevolence of having her consciousness transferred by Rinpoche through Phowa, I still had not earnestly learned Buddhism to repay the guru’s and my parents’ benevolence, merely having repented for my own unfilial conduct. I repented for my own ignorance, thinking that I was incapable of practicing to achieve compassion (maitri and karuna). I later realized that it was my attachment to worldly matters and my laziness in not following the guru’s teachings that had prevented me from achieving so. I repented for not placing learning Buddhism first, which caused me to forget to register for the evening prayers and thus lose the opportunity, bestowed by the guru, to accumulate the resources for learning Buddhism. Only after my delayed donation to the Glorious Jewel Buddhist Monastery of Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche resulted in the withdrawal of my Dharma texts did I realize that I should cherish the Dharma transmitted by the guru.
 
I repented for my own foolishness in that, after being refused by Rinpoche when I again sought permission to redo the grand prostrations, I still did not know to repent and to actively learn Buddhism. I would only say that I had not yet corrected myself, and thus did not dare to implore again. I repent that I have not observed the precepts well and have had too many thoughts; therefore, even to this day, distracting thoughts still arise when I chant mantras. I repent that in the past, driven by the desire for taste, I ate the meat of countless sentient beings and, intentionally or unintentionally, harmed their lives. I repent that even to this day, I remain selfish, caring only for my own feelings, and harming sentient beings without realizing it. I am grateful to the guru for not abandoning me, the evil disciple, patiently and earnestly teaching disciples each week at the puja, bestowing us the opportunity to donate to the Glorious Jewel Buddhist Monastery of Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche, and for ceaselessly bestowing us opportunities to accumulate resources for learning Buddhism.
     
I dare not say that I am not afraid of death, for I have never died, but I am truly fearful of not being prepared before dying. And this surgery made me deeply realize that, under the guru’s blessings, if one does not faithfully learn Buddhism, one will fall back into one’s original karma. I will cherish every opportunity to hear the Dharma. I am grateful for the guru’s incomparably wondrous teachings and for all that the guru has bestowed upon me. I will be obedient and practice by following the teachings.
 
Lastly, I implore for His Eminence Vajra Guru Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche’s longevity and auspiciousness; his Dharma lineage spreads eternally; the Glorious Jewel Buddhist Monastery of Rinchen Dorjee Rinpoche is perfectly and smoothly constructed, benefiting more sentient beings.  I thank all fellow believers and Dharma brothers for listening patiently. 

 

Respectfully written by disciple Lin Ling Hui, Group Two, 

 on January 25, 2026

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