Chitrabhanu Man with Vision

SR No.: 001808
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: Clare Rosenfield
Publisher: Jain Meditation International Centre New York
Total Pages: 326
Language: English
Classification: Book_English & Biography
File Size: 24 MB

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elevator. They lifted him to that height where there were no words. Each step brought him closer to that which was nothing but pure life. Though he could not maintain an uninterrupted state of joy and peace, he experienced it in glimpses. With each glimpse, he understood in his experience the meaning of merging.
The drop is not different from the ocean. If I try and hold onto my drophood, I am vulnerable to being dried up by the sun at any time! When I jump into the ocean, I gain the whole ocean!
Once his Master had a fever. That day he decided to take only tea or juice. Munishree went to get tea for him from the woman nearby who loved to offer food to the monks. When he returned with the tea, he watched his teacher drink it with the same composure and pleasant smile that was ever lighting up his face.
Within five minutes the woman who offered the tea came rushing up to the dharmasala, calling out, “Wait! Oh, forgive me! I made a mistake. Instead of putting sugar in the tea, I put salt. When I drank the tea which was left in the pot, I noticed it. The salt and sugar containers are right next to one another and look so much alike. Oh, what a terrible mistake!"
Munishree told her, “It is over now. Never mind about it. I will ask the Acharya a little later."
He went to his teacher and asked, “Sir, have you noticed when you drank the tea that it had salt in it instead of sugar?”
His teacher smiled, “Do you think I did not notice?" "Why did you not tell me? I could have gone out for fresh
tea."
"Well," he answered cheerfully, “sometimes, I have to see how this salt tastes! Every day I drink with sugar, so today I had the privilege of a change of taste! And it was a small mistake. There was no need to make the woman feel guilty for it. After all, every day she offers tea. Can I not discount the one time she forgot what she was doing? Why not remember instead the hundreds of times she gave me service?"
Munishree was moved by his teacher's generous
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