It seems so long ago, so long that it breaks one's heart. Was it the
time of primitive man, or the time of Creation that I had already started
seeking the Homeland of the Soul, the eternal paradise?
Where does life come from and where do we go after death? Life is only
as short as a hundred years. Rich or poor, we will pass through it
eventually. However, the future incarnations extend to infinity. Having no
idea about the destination of our souls, how can we endure?
From popular Chi-kong and astrological teachings to traditional
Buddhist, Taoist and Confucian scriptures, I have spent countless days and
nights searching and contemplating; from various Chi-kong methods and
chanting sutras to meditation, I have spent countless days and nights of
probing and practice. Yet, I did not experience the slightest hint or light
of the Heavenly Home.
I have wasted five years living in hermetic isolation, becoming
estranged from friends and relatives, neglecting my parents and brothers,
carrying only a sincere heart searching for the Truth, and all resulting in
a long sigh of regret. In vain I abandoned my friends and relatives in the
prime of my youth, to wander to every corner of the world, practicing in
recluse, in thick forested mountains, and the result being only two streams
of tears.
This is the greatest agony in life - like a motherless child- not being
able to find the way back home.
Luckily, at the time of my greatest fatigue and desperation, the
turning point of my life arrived.
One morning in late Autumn as I was gazing out at the East China Sea
and sighing, a miracle occurred as if in a fairy tale. I came across a copy
of "The Key of Immediate Enlightenment" - this marvelous scripture - the
embodiment of Truth - the supreme food - the sparkling light - the ark of
wisdom to save sentient beings!
Now I know that my soul's Mother has already come down from the
heavenly home; to that beautiful island of Formosa. Our firm and unyielding
Mother, carrying Her exquisite and delicate body toiling all around the
world, bearing all the storms and rains alone. Her all encompassing love
permeates every corner of the world, from the erupting Pinatubo volcano in
the Philippines to the burning forests in Southern California, U.S.A.; from
flood stricken countries in Western Europe to the blood shedding Au Lac
refugee camps in Hong Kong, showing the way home to uncountable longing
souls who have lost their way; extending to the innumerable victims
inflicted by natural and man-made disasters the warmest support from the
Heavenly Mother.
I desired so much to leap over and embrace Her shoulders, exclaiming,
"Mother, I am back!" There is nothing more precious than the return of a
prodigal son - but the Strait of Formosa separates us. So I can only seek
solace with the brothers in mainland China by shedding tears of both sorrow
and bliss, whilst holding Mother's picture and calling Her passionately,
waiting eagerly for Her news, hoping the day of the Mother's and child's
reunion will come soon.
I remember a beautiful but sentimental song called "On the Other Side
of the Sea". The Formosa Strait is so deep, and Mother is on the other side
of the ocean.
I want to praise You the living enlightened Master. You are the Buddha;
You are the Jade Emperor of Heaven; You are Allah; You are the Holy Mother;
You are the Mother of all sentient beings; You are the Mother of the
Universe; as essential as the Sun is to all living things, yet as
inconspicuous as the air.
There is no eternal love in this world, and no omnipotent power -
except Yours.
Only through Your wordless and loving teachings do those sentient
beings who have been lost since the beginning of time, become enlightened
immediately. Only by the guidance of Your supra-worldly light and sound can
the suffering of transmigration for innumerable aeons be eternally relieved.
Without You all of us are lost children. No one can go back to the Home
of the soul - the eternal paradise. Without You, to be a monk or nun is
delusion; practicing is futile. All the toilsome journeys will have been in
vain and all the unbearable sufferings will never end.
Now I understand that moving song entitled "Only Mother is the Best in
the World", which brings people to tears. This is the deepest call of the
soul to the Mother from Her children who have been lost for many lives! This
is the purest, highest and most sincere love!
The living Master, Mother of the soul, Your wonders and Your invaluable
treasures are - whoever finds You is the happiest and richest person in the
world, having attained eternal happiness they own everything.