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Harvey Wallbanger
I guess I am in the mood for sharing tonight as I've been doing so with others... Plus, I just read a thread that said the Buddhism Forum was lifeless. Never is it so....
When I was young I grew up in New Mexico. Two houses down (on the corner) was a family. The girl, Linda, was a year younger than my sister and two years my senior. We all grew up together. Her mother was a Buddhist from Thailand and her father an American military man.
He was very strict, she was a GREAT COOK and spoke little English. The family was Buddhist as a whole, but I'm not sure which type.... Point is, every year the Buddhist monks from Thailand would come and some would stay with them. I remembered how fascinated I was by them.
Usually it was only 3 or 4 that would stay with them. Shaved heads, robes of brown and sometimes orange on them. I never understood a word they said or chanted, but I was completely enthrawled by them.
When Linda's grandfather died, the monks came for a special visit. I had researched the Buddhist thoughts on the dead before and knew what would take place. I didn't understand a word that was spoken, but I was glad for the little bit of the ceremony I was allowed to stay for. (I saw part of the rest outside the window)
Sorry to say Linda died in the same room as her grandfather a couple of years ago. I do hope the monks came back for the ceremony for her. I'm sure they did... Sorry I couldn't attend.
I guess as a non-Buddhist I have been extremely blessed for being able to have opportunities as such. I suppose when I take the religion quizzes my most compatable are:
1. Hinduism
2. Mahayanna Buddhism
3. Theravada Buddhism
Everytime....
Has anybody else been blessed enough to have seen or spent time with Buddhist monks from afar?
When I was young I grew up in New Mexico. Two houses down (on the corner) was a family. The girl, Linda, was a year younger than my sister and two years my senior. We all grew up together. Her mother was a Buddhist from Thailand and her father an American military man.
He was very strict, she was a GREAT COOK and spoke little English. The family was Buddhist as a whole, but I'm not sure which type.... Point is, every year the Buddhist monks from Thailand would come and some would stay with them. I remembered how fascinated I was by them.
Usually it was only 3 or 4 that would stay with them. Shaved heads, robes of brown and sometimes orange on them. I never understood a word they said or chanted, but I was completely enthrawled by them.
When Linda's grandfather died, the monks came for a special visit. I had researched the Buddhist thoughts on the dead before and knew what would take place. I didn't understand a word that was spoken, but I was glad for the little bit of the ceremony I was allowed to stay for. (I saw part of the rest outside the window)
Sorry to say Linda died in the same room as her grandfather a couple of years ago. I do hope the monks came back for the ceremony for her. I'm sure they did... Sorry I couldn't attend.
I guess as a non-Buddhist I have been extremely blessed for being able to have opportunities as such. I suppose when I take the religion quizzes my most compatable are:
1. Hinduism
2. Mahayanna Buddhism
3. Theravada Buddhism
Everytime....
Has anybody else been blessed enough to have seen or spent time with Buddhist monks from afar?