Let me tell you the story that came up during my morning walk.
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I see a seed struggling to break its shell and sprout in the garden.
I feel sorry for it and approach to say,
“Hey seed, stay there, for the outside is harsh.”
However, the seed bravely sticks out its head and speaks.
“It is either eternal life or eternal death. I am not just blooming and withering away, but to be resurrected for eternal life.”
It answers my question about why people are born into the world when it seems we merely suffer through life and eventually die. We are born as material beings so that we can be resurrected as spirit and soul.
I see a bird struggling to hatch from an egg inside its nest.
I feel sorry for it and approach to say,
“Hey bird, stay there, for the outside is harsh and you never know when you can be resurrected.”
However, the bird breaks out of the egg, making its first clumsy attempt to flap its wings before speaking,
“It’s either eternal life for all of us or eternal death for all of us. As we continue to live through generations, one of us may meet the era of salvation one day, and that could potentially save all of us.”
It answers my question of whether the lives of people who have already lived and gone are futile. There is no life that is meaningless, as every life is connected and contributes to the salvation of all.
I see people around me practicing abandoning themselves through meditation.
I approach and ask why they have to abandon themselves when they are precious existences that took many generations of ancestors for them to exist here now.
The meditator kindly answers,
“It is to recover the eternal self that cannot be abandoned by abandoning what disappears.”
I follow their guidance, closing my eyes, recalling myself, and then letting go of my self-images.
I see how resurrection takes place in a certain time of the universe.
I see that the era of salvation has begun.
