Min Thein Kha - Maha Myaing Traveler (Part One)

Butterfly

'I am a prisoner serving a life sentence. Although I am serving a life sentence, I do not have to work like other prisoners. I have been put in a small cell, only eight feet in diameter. This small cell is colloquially called a ' cell ' . From the time I am sentenced by the court, I will have to live alone in this small cell for twenty years. At first, I thought of the boredom of living in such a small, cramped cell and complained, "It is miserable," but after about a year, I got used to it.

I woke up at four in the morning and completed the tasks of going to bed, washing my face, and sweeping the room in half an hour. Then I had to relax nineteen important points in my body. That relaxing process was also completed in half an hour.

At five o'clock, I heard the creaking of the central gate, the "main gate" of the mountain where I was hanging. Then I lay down on the bamboo mat that had been given to me and, as I had said before, began to relax the nineteen muscles that I had relaxed as part of the physical exercises.

The first reduction was done by moving the body, but this time the reduction is done by keeping the body still and reducing the previously reduced areas with the mind alone.

The veins in my entire skull have shrunk, shrunk, shrunk, all the veins on my entire forehead have shrunk, shrunk, shrunk, all the veins in my eyes have shrunk, shrunk, shrunk...

As mentioned above, slowly and mentally recite the above and relax. In this relaxation, you only need to relax once in other areas, but when relaxing the neck area, you need to relax in three areas: the front of the neck, the back of the neck, and the inside of the neck.

This relaxation of the mind is described in the scriptures of the Vedas and the Sagas.

I have read many books on 'Rising' and 'Hatsa Yoga ' . What benefits are there in doing this, whether written or spoken, will not be fully understood. I have been doing the Lila practice for five to six hours every day.

At six o'clock, the one who was supposed to be my assistant had gone home, and a day-time attendant had arrived in his place. At that time, I began to worship the Buddha with the three-word prayer that I had devised to be the shortest, easiest, and clearest. This prayer lasted only two minutes. Then I turned my face to the wall and sat cross-legged about a cubit from the wall. My waist was straight. I placed my hands on the prayer mat. The way I placed them was that the right hand was below and the left hand was above. I turned my hands over my head. I placed my hands on my head.

Then, the venerable teacher, known as Daguma, who is highly respected by Mahayana Buddhists , recited the following verse from the Hadaya Sutta, "The Bodhidharma is eternal." He recited it in a deep voice.

"Oh, come on

Parasangta

"Oh my god."

I chanted for exactly one hour. When seven o'clock struck, I heard the knock on the gate, and I stopped chanting. At that moment, the guard on duty for the day opened the gate for me to empty the pot and bowl. After I had emptied it, I was allowed back into the temple. The guard closed the gate and - with a thud - turned the big lock.

From that time on, I would pace my room until the clock struck nine. When the clock struck nine, the four prisoners who distributed the food to the apartments would come and give me rice and boiled vegetables. The vegetables were called 'Tala Pao' in the prison language. I finished my breakfast in a few minutes. After eating, I would ask the warder for a cigarette, smoke a third of a pack of Bull Brand cigarettes, and then go to sleep.

I woke up at about an hour after noon. Then the guard came to me and let me in. This time, he was opening the door for me to take a bath. I took a bath at this time. I had to wash my clothes with the bar of soap that the prison gave me once a week. The time for bathing and washing was only ten minutes in total. Then I had to go back into the cell. Then the guard closed the iron door, gave a loud bang to the door, and slammed the lock.

"That's it for today."

"He used to say. He told me that I didn't need to open the door for that day. From that moment on, I turned to the wall, squatted down a cubit away from the wall, and began my work.

When I look at my age and the future, it always looks ugly. I want to die before my time is up.

In this way, I have no reason to go outside. As I imagine this, “My body is still in the dark, my butterfly, or the ‘ manusukhamana ’ or physical body within me.”

"It would be great if I could get out of prison," I thought, so I started practicing butterfly flying whenever I had time.

Many people have experienced the phrase "flying butterfly." Flying butterfly means that when you are very scared of something, the above-mentioned " anusukhamaka" or butterfly suddenly detaches from your body and flies away, flying far away.

That butterfly is exactly the same as us in appearance, height, and weight. It is like the two halves that are often seen in the sky. That butterfly is very similar to us, but it is very soft. Very light. Even though the butterfly is separated from our body, there is a string that connects it to the navel of the human body, above the butterfly's thorax and below the rump.

The rope is called ' Silver Cord '. It has a shimmering color like the color of mercury. The size of the rope is slightly smaller than a household plastic water pipe, and the length of the rope is unpredictable. It can be as long as you want.

For some reason, when the butterfly flew away, the string snapped, causing the butterfly to drift away and unable to return to its body. At that time, those who were watching from the body said that it was dead. The body was dead, but the butterfly did not die, it just kept drifting away.

As mentioned above, the butterfly flutters and flutters away as it wants to, but what I am practicing now is not ‘flying’, but ‘throwing’.

There is a very different difference between floating and floating.

To be blown away means to be blown away wherever you want, to fall wherever you want, just like a feather or a dry leaf in the wind.

To sail is to sail to a desired destination and then return to its original location, just as a ship sails. I will sail my butterfly to my old friend outside the prison. Then I will ask him to check on my mother's health. Then I will bring the butterfly back to me.

In the same way, when I had good control over my butterfly, I would send it outside the prison while I was in prison. I wanted it not to be in prison with me. So I practiced the butterfly release every day.

I have read many books about butterfly flying, but I have never tried it myself. Now, I am thinking back on what I have read and trying butterfly flying.

          But my work is only a preliminary one. I can't say I've succeeded yet. When I read books about butterfly flying, the writers described it as an easy task.

I thought it was easy myself. But when I actually tried it out, I started to realize that it was a very difficult task.