Sadhu, Sadhu... out of any reason all pictures of merits today are gone, except this (while renaming):
user:johann:gallery:archiv2020:20200531_01.jpgNyom Moritz told that there are 5 bags cement at the foot, a pipe was left here, Nyom Chanroth reported that he could find his next neighbor to transport sand, but not thinking that it will happen today and if fast he might be able to make 3 loads on one day.
Nyom
Vithou arrived wirh his wife and friend of family in the early afternoon. Atma had delayed the making of roof for today already. They came up together with Nyom
Chanroth and his stepsons, met Nyom
Moritz who was on carrying of bricks, as Nyom Chanroth brought all material in front of his house up before noon. Then all of them carried their gifts of water, drings... up and later also some bags of bricks.
All exhausted, Nyom Chanroth and children went back, listened Dhamma on Dana vs. Sila, requirement of Samagi and care of ways of others, the reallity and burden of generosity, benefits of giving own and disadvantage of using others for what one desires.
As they thought to go back, 5 young people came up, guided by a novice from the south monastery, in cera
tain cool manner, low hair, short cloth.... At the same time strong storm came up and the sky became dark on this pleasing sunday. Atma asked them: "Why did you come here? And why did you bring rain with you?" "We are on freetime walk around (for fun), we don't know why rain comes..." All busy to bring themself and things in security while branches started to fall down, they stepped back and after 10 minutes they came again, each carry bags of bricks up. Having changed their mind to a kusala, the wind stopped and althought dark around, sun shine felt back on the Ashram.
Later they came near again, sat down and got politely engaged, involved in talks on Dhamma. The leader was a Sissa of monks for 10 years, usually way to get a place to live in the city to study, had just visited a befriended Sila-nun in a cave in Battambang, and somehow they came to speak about Aural and he decided to look after the monk/monks he had heard of, taking his friends with him.
All more than excited, left about 4 o'clock.
Often people ask how things are build here, who works... and mostly Atma tells them "Exactly in the way you did. How did this bag bricks came up here. Because of goodness, own effort, Sila, thing grow here, and only in this way, not by trade or management."
If one askes "Who build thing at Thmo Duk", there is only one correct answer: Goodness, punna kusala, builded. Prove it and you will see for your self that no one did it but a huge gathering of goodness and touching others with that.
All suddenly full with stuff and material, Nyom Moritz wanted to continue carrying, having been given loads of cigarettes and coffee, certain afraid that his "slave-task" might be done by others. No, he was very astonished how things can run out sometimes, "nice accidentally", as he said, which of cause isn't but just effect of cause.
Now enough material to cause oneself further Dukkha, transporting further, up, prepair, build, later maintain it... for now my person thinks that health knocks a little louder and will take a earlier rest again.
Mudita