I was reading the post.

I read it.

I see! I'm really happy that you don't feel that way.
I think it's really great.
It feels like you've stepped out of one big shell yourself.
I also think you've changed a lot. Like scales falling from your eyes.

I feel grateful for the Buddha relationship with you. I feel grateful for the Buddhist relationship with all the monks.
Also, I am grateful that so many of you are alive now, and that they are living now and listening to your stories.
That's really great.

Little by little, I want to be able to get away from the pain of living in this way and be able to seek comfort from the bottom of my heart.
I want to live my life aiming for extracurricular Yoraku.
(The true meaning of pleasure is not pleasure; it is a state where you believe in Buddhism and are truly at peace without mental or physical pain)
It's a great relationship, so I sincerely hope that you can live in such a state.
Please stay healthy both mentally and physically from now on!

Please let me hear the story again!

I read it again.
Please use us monks by all means! Please hold on!

We are happy too. I'll do my best! \ (^-^) ／

The great old monk of our sect said let's cherish the three hearts.
Joyful, squeaky. A heart that rejoices.
Old heart, bad luck. A heart of kindness.
Great heart, big deal. A heart that snuggles up.

A heart that snuggles up means that I am me, you are not you; if the person in front of you is happy, you are happy as if it were your own; if the person in front of you is sad, you feel sorry like yourself.

You're me, and me too. Everyone is talking about me.
And yet, they've forgotten me and are filled with you.
That is, the color is the sky, and the sky is the color.
This is the Buddhist theory of the Maha Pyonko Haramita Heart Sutra.

Every second of that happy moment is a state without worry → enlightenment.
If you increase that 1 second 1 second more, 1 more time more... your life will surely change.

GATE GATE HARRAH GATE HARA SAUGATE BOZY SOWAKA!
(Japanese translation: Pyonko-san, break down!!)

A monk saw a star and realized it. One person realized it when he shot a bamboo. One person saw a flower and realized it. Yes, people are made to notice by other beings.

Good evening, Pyonko-san. I'm so happy to read your post. That's because I think they've perfectly received what Hasunoha is probably aiming for.
I also have telephone consultations. There are advantages and disadvantages to that, but the most delicious part here is being able to read lots of other people's questions and monk's answers. The frequency of phone calls is high, so it's easy to dig in, but the characteristic of this place is that questions and answers accumulate. Not only is it a round trip back and forth at that moment, but it can also be reread over and over again. It's also easy to see changes in one's own thoughts.
Maybe you're the one making the most of it right now. I'm happy.

I read Pyonko's post, and I feel that I was delighted with people's happiness, and that the mental way of thinking “how you want to see” “how you want to see it” is very meaningful. Tomorrow is the first anniversary of the death of a religious woman, and starting with her son's death from an intractable illness, both her grandson and herself were affected by an intractable disease that did not have the same treatment, and continued to carry a lot of misfortunes such as her husband's violence. She kept asking me, “Why does the Buddha cause me so much suffering?” I felt that answers such as “because people only know true kindness when they experience suffering” and “because life is a world of suffering” were insufficient in front of her reality. As an immature person, I wasn't able to give her an answer that would reach her heart until the end. In other words, “the Buddha is suffering and crying with you, too.” It reminds me that they chanted nembutsu together, thinking that this had reached her heart somewhat. (But they didn't snuggle until the end either). I couldn't do anything, I couldn't give a clear answer to her question, and it's still homework. And the first anniversary of your post may be a hint for me. Thank you very much. Unlike other monks, I didn't get an answer, sorry.
P.S. Thank you very much. As for the memorial service now, I would like to report that although I can't answer my homework, I received a hint from Pyonko. And I hope to be able to come up with an answer even if it takes some time. We hope that you will make effective use of your time in your own way. And your way of life is cool enough.