Baby, my mother always mentions these two words "climbing", but you may not know its profound meaning.
These two words come from Buddhism. The original sentence is "This breaks the seven attachments and distinguishes the two roots."
"Climbing", as the name suggests, means not clinging to any kind of relationship.
Once the human mind has thoughts of "greed, anger, and ignorance", it will definitely give rise to a "clinging" mentality.
The first time my mother heard this word was in a temple in Haicheng.
One winter, I was sitting in the Buddhist hall with mixed feelings in my heart. I just wanted to cry and felt so tired.
I searched on the Internet, which temple can I become a monk?
A name came into view, "Haicheng... Temple".
I prepared the relevant materials according to the website, including degree certificates, graduation certificates, etc., carried them all on my back, bought a train ticket, and was ready to go.
I lived in a Buddhist temple by myself at that time. I tidied up all the things in the Buddhist temple that I had worked on, closed all the curtains in the room, and went to the train station alone, completely prepared not to come back.
Before I get in the car, I'll send a message to your grandma.
"Mom, I'm going to the temple in Haicheng for a few days. Don't worry."
When your grandma heard this, she said, "I should just relax, it's okay."
When I arrived at the temple in Haicheng, I wondered why everything was different from what I thought.
Without thinking much, I entered the front hall. The layman in the front hall asked me, "What do you mean by this person?"
I said: "I have been observing things for several years, and I know the cause and effect, and I want to come here to become a monk."
The layman looked at me and asked, "Education? Major?"
I took out my diploma.
They looked at me, made a phone call, and sent two lay people to pick me up and take me to the library.
The lay people are very nice. They helped me arrange my dormitory and taught me about daily life and precautions here.
A few days later, your grandma called me and asked me when I would be coming home.
I said: "Wait for one more stage."
She didn't know at that time that I was going to become a monk.
I chant sutras, listen to lectures, and occasionally do small jobs with these lay people every day.
We went to the kitchen to help, and I found that there were many lay people here. They had a clear division of labor and each had their own jobs. All of them were manual labor.
At that time, I suddenly realized that the original question about my academic qualifications was to assign jobs according to academic qualifications and education level.
You said, you have to be educated to do anything these days, so you have to study hard. ?
At this stage of living in the temple, I found a very annoying thing, that is, these lay people formed cliques in private and fought against each other.
This is nothing like the temple life I imagined. I really hate gossip.
I then changed my mind and applied for a training class in the temple, handing in all my mobile phones.
In the training class, there are only children, and being with them every day makes me happy.
When we are fasting together, if any of us has too much food, we will eat it up together.
When it comes to drinking the shabu-shabu bowl of water, who can drink it faster...
Drink shabu-shabu water? You are shocked.
Baby, when you are fasting in the temple, you need to take more frequently and take less. You should not speak during the whole process, and you should use sign language to indicate whether you want more, less, or just a little.
But don’t overeat at the beginning, or you will vomit later.
Because in the end, the steamed buns will be served, break the steamed buns into several small pieces, then clean the bowls in batches, eat them all, then pour some boiling water for each person, rinse the bowls, and drink them. No oil is wasted.
I was really happy during that time with the children. I felt like I had found innocence, the simplest and purest. Everything was so beautiful...
Soon after, lecture halls were opened and children began to be encouraged to become monks, but gradually things became more and more wrong.
From the initial lectures and listening to the Dharma, to the later brainwashing of children to become monks, everything gradually deteriorated.
What's more, the resident layman in the temple will grab a person and ask his or her child to become a monk, saying something that has sufficient karma.
I saw it in my eyes and hated it in my heart.
"Why is this place like this? Why do you still have to be brainwashed when you become a monk?"
At this time, the front office sent someone to find me.
"Are you...? Your mother is looking for you. She called the temple. Please call me back quickly."
As soon as I heard this, I hurried to the front hall.
Your grandma cried and said, "Do you want to become a monk? I ask you, do you want to become a monk?"
Extremely emotional.
I listened to her crying and immediately made a decision in my mind.
"Mom, I don't want to become a monk anymore. This place is not suitable for me. I will go home tomorrow."
When I got home, I confessed my mistake to your grandma, and I shouldn't have left her behind.
"Mom, I understand a truth during this trip. If you become a monk at home, you can practice anywhere. The key is to look at your heart. If I have not repaid my parents' kindness, I am not worthy of becoming a monk."
Your grandma hugged me and cried.
And during this trip, I also understood Jigong’s words: “Small cultivation is in the mountains, major cultivation is in the world. Things don’t harm people, it’s people who harm them. We should do less immoral things and accumulate more virtues. Don’t taste more just because it’s sweet. Be careful of sweetness. It’s too much~”.
A few years later, the temple was closed down~
