Mya Than San - Feeling and admiring the meaning of the Buddha

Visualize the image.

When it becomes as you imagine

The body of feeling and pain

I'm starting to wake up.

Appears in parallel.

Feeling and admiring the meaning of God [ 1 ]

It's only because I can't see the scene directly. However.. when I hear the sound, images appear in my mind through the sound... they appear and disappear in a flash. My sense of hearing is so powerful that it can hold images in my mind... I also noticed that.

The "voice" heard...

The ' ear ' is the sensory organ for hearing .

When “sound” and “ear” come into contact, a small phenomenon called hearing occurs. When we hear continuously, we become a continuous series of hearings. Then, before we even notice that the previous hearings have disappeared, when another series of hearings occurs, the whole process of hearing seems to be continuous. As we think about it, the hearings are transformed into individual images like film frames. The mental body, which is a spiritual body, must have recorded and formed them. When we look at the film frames quickly, the images seem to be continuous and move.

When the image becomes visible, the feeling body awakens. The perception body also appears along with it. He selects what he likes and dislikes from the current process he is seeing. If he likes, he likes it, and if he doesn't like, he doesn't like it. The material body is also restless due to the constant work of perception, spirit, and feeling. He is always doing what the three great masters ask him to do. He is constantly observing and perceiving good and bad, liking and disliking, and modifying everything he feels according to their wishes.

In other words, it is interesting how the subsequent aspects of a “sound” that is part of the physical body work. As soon as a physical body is formed, the four subsequent mental bodies are awakened. All of this happens simultaneously, at the same time. It is so fast that we cannot follow its steps. It is only at the time of writing that we can reflect on the workings of the five bodies. In fact, when I am listening to the Dhamma (hearing the sound), I am not aware of what is happening, I am not observing it. I am only seeing the images behind the scenes of the process.

Therefore, even with the feelings that arise from the senses, my heart is extremely painful. It feels as if a cruel hand is gripping my heart. The cruel can be cruel, and the victim can be sacrificed too.

Hey... I hear the voice again...

"Thus, by order of his father, King Mahapatapa, the murderers cut off the hand of his son, Prince Dhammapala."

My heart ached... I felt like I was being carried away.

If you're watching a show, you'll probably close your eyes so you don't see it.

“ Think about it... Think about it.. At that time, Prince Dhammapala was only seven months old. But he did not cry at all, contemplating the perfection that he would fulfill in his lifetime according to the spirit of the Buddha. He was patient with the virtue of patience. Think about it. A seven-month-old boy had both his arms amputated. How painful it was to see blood gushing out. He did not scream or cry at all. Look at the spirit of Prince Dhammapala as he endured the pain. How great he was? How powerful he was.”

Even the voice of the preacher seemed to tremble. I think it trembled more when he said, "Think about it." The preacher was already breaking down in sonic tones while he was preaching.

The monk, even as he was reciting the story, must have been seeing images in his closed eyes. The monk was preaching the Suladhampala story from the 550th chapter. The reason for his sermon was that the Venerable Devadattama Thera had plotted to kill the Buddha.

" Devadat is not planning to take my life just now, he did it in his past life too."

Saying this, he preached the Sulamathamapala story.

In the life in which the story takes place, Devadatta was King Mahapatapa. Gautama Buddha, in his Bodhisattva life, was Prince Dhammapala, the son of King Mahapatapa. The Buddha's stepmother, Mahapajapati Gotami, was King Mahapatapa's wife, Queen Sandadevi.

Life... life is so mysterious...

Therefore, it was said that there is no such thing as a relative who has not been blessed in the cycle of life...

When Prince Dhammapala was seven months old, his mother, Queen Sanda Devi, was playing with her little son. At that moment, Queen Sanda Devi saw the king, Mahapatapamin, coming. However, thinking it was not important, she did not come to greet him. She did not give him a seat. Mahapatapamin became furious.

          " Even a king like me comes and is despised."

Queen... are you okay?..."