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Everything is about us, us, us. You have to turn it around. That’s why I teach them to offer to the Buddhas before they eat, not ask for something all the time. Turn around. Offer something. Be thankful. Always “bless it, give it, give me, give me.” That’s wrong. Now, the next monk. “The Pure Youth Moonlight.” “‘I reflected upon how throughout the body the essence of water is not in discord.’ ‘I saw that the water in my body was not at all different from that in the world outside – even that in royal lands of floating banners with all their seas of fragrant waters. At that time, when I first succeeded in the contemplation of water, I could see only water. I still had not gotten beyond my physical body. I was a bhiksu then.’”
