The Lotus Pearl of Nambokucho
The continuation of this fantasy based loved story set in the lush valleys and mountains of ancient Japan where Di-Li-Su and Re-Go go through life altering changes yet hold dear to their hearts the same loves.
Chapter III Age Of Wisdom
AGE OF WISDOM 知恵
Re-Go enjoyed his hikes into the mountainous areas from his little hamlet village of about eight separate families. When he had aged past twenty snows he took some time from his normal chores and routine of assisting his family with farming rice and gathering fruits and water and wood for the colder weather, and directed his attention to the mountains that hemmed the beautiful nearby pond. He chose the path of grassy green but as soon as he had reached the little mystical pond, the grasses were about waist high. There were fields and fields that appeared endless before he would reach the foothills of the area known to the locals as mountains that breathed air of scented Red Cedar, which was wood taken from felled trees to build their tiny homes.
Re-Go thought to himself, how the smoky scent of Red Cedar lingered about the little village as individual fires were kept alive by some of the women to cook their meals of fresh fish and rice, almost always served up with fresh fruits gathered by the little children. The older ones would carry home-made baskets and buckets of water from the spring waters and use this as a fresh supply of drinking water. Occasionally wood was shaved with sharpened hand-made planes to keep the residents reminded of not only the beauty of nature that surrounded them, but of the great value these people had for such kami filled life forms of Cedar trees. The aroma of freshly cut or shaved cedar was fresh in the air on a daily basis.
He had kept a steady pace on his sojourn of journeying to the mountains and as he walked he thought to himself, “Why is creation so beautiful? The gods, who were they all and why were there many? Could there,” he contemplated, “be only one great god of being the Great Creator over even the gods in the earth and in the sky? Who would this god be called? Was Amaterasu the goddess of the sun the one great god?” So he thought and he thought, until he was tired of thinking and tired of walking. He decided to rest for awhile and looked for shade.
Up ahead Re-Go saw the Satsuka Azalea tree he would rest under when- ever he grew tired for his journey was about a two day trek to a certain mountain top cliff he would sit and meditate. He brought with him some fruit and rice for his hike and sat comfortably against the Azalea and began to eat. When finished with his meal he began to make himself even more comfortable against this beautiful Satsuka when all of a sudden Re-Go was blinded momentarily by a sudden flash of white light. He paused and noticed how he was feeling. He felt as if he had just blacked out but instead of darkness he notices the entire sky and his line of vision had turned a brilliant flash of white light. It lasted for only a moment but he thought, “What was that flash of light? And, what was its meaning?”
This perplexed Re-Go completely but left with-out any clues of where this light came from he dismissed it as an unknown mystery and once again leaned up next to the tree and began to fall asleep. As he began to nap, he heard a voice. It was a woman’s voice and it was very loud. It was as if thunder had spoken but at the same time was soft enough to have been a beautiful flower. He sensed love, peace, and a beautiful, softness within his heart. The voice had called him by name, but not the name Di-Li-Su had given him of Re-Go, but, his proper name given him by his family, Guregorii. He tried to answer back but was so taken aback by the events surrounding him all he could do at that point was look into the clearness of the bright blue sky. He saw nothing, and once more, even more perplexed, tried to get some rest, for his journey was still awhile before he would reach the mountain-top.
Re-Go slipped into a very deep sleep that kept his mind at total peace. As he was at total peace, what appeared to be an ancient kami or Spirit came to him while he dreamed. His dream was different from normal dreams for this one was very realistic and he was very much aware of his feelings and the Satsuka Azalea tree, but, could see a creature of sorts who had a brilliant aura of radiating light coming from within him and around him. Re-Go knew he was awake but saw his body still in a deep sleep.
As this beautiful, handsome being stood within Re-Go’s reach, he remained motionless. During this present moment he was very much aware of his human consciousness and felt entirely free, though frozen in time at the same instant. This great creature was human in appearance and spoke to Re-Go of many things.
Re-Go tried asking the beautiful being who he was and how did he get there, but all he could do was listen with his heart and soul. This lovely person of light told Re-Go the nature of the human was formed together as soul and body and that every human possessed a soul that very clearly was one unique human nature. The creature continued to translate, heart to heart, and, soul to soul, without even speaking a word. His lips would move but Re-Go heard the sound of the being’s voice not with his ears of his body but with the ears of his soul.
The being taught Re-Go in a flash of a moment, that, ”All human souls are individual and immortal as well.” He also said, “You are created by God, the God of the Most High.” He stated to Re-Go, “the soul does not ever die with the death of the human body, but with the body, will one day be re-united with the soul in the final days of the Great Resurrection.”
This creature from the light said before he departed Re-Go, “Our vision of Eternal life is supernatural and created by the Great Creator of all Life.” He ended the conversation by breathing upon Re-Go words of comfort, “You will learn of the great Divine Master of unfathomable Mercy.” And then, he was gone.
Re-Go, now completely awake, had feared some, of just having some kind of mystical experience or possibly a Divine revelation of sorts from one of his ancestors. His ancestors did have a direct lineage to the Divine Warrior, was this who he just spoke with? Questions began to mount within his mind trying to figure what was happening to Re-Go. He felt a tremendous stirring from within his soul that almost resembled the power of a great typhoon, only Re-Go was not angry as if fierce winds were gnawing at his soul, rather, a huge whirlwind of power that was sustained by his love and adoration he felt towards and for this Great Creator, and now, for the Divine Master of unfathomable Mercy.
He grabbed his belongings he carried with him and began his walk towards the mountain-top. He thought, perhaps there, upon the mountain, next to the great Red Cedar of all Cedars, with a huge twisted trunk and scented foliage, there, he may find some comfort, and, an answer. For this great tree of 1000 ages would have an answer.
The sun began to set in the western sky of this beautiful paradise and Re-Go noticed the clouds beginning to form as a softened kiss of wavering billows of white smoke. As Re-Go began to search the right spot for a well deserved night of rest and sleep, he could feel his spirit breathe, alive he felt, to the eternal kisses for this soft cool air, in quiet solitude, as he sat consumed by nature’s stare. He knew the dawn would rise quickly, and hopefully blend to a sapphire blue, as the beautiful age of wisdom was upon him, and his mind relieved by this lofty fresh air, as his tired and weary mind dissolved within the being of light and the loving flow, for this freshness that was brought forth by a tender Autumn scene of care.
Before Re-Go would sleep for the night, he felt a very powerful yearning to pray. He had learned through his Buddhist teachings on prayer that there was a need for the being to come to be silent in a contemplative manner. This was to symbolize the effect and power of ‘silent love’ which would feed the fires of this Great mystery of love and ultimately alter the state of mind and character of the individual praying.
Re-Go experienced this kind of prayer often as he would travel on occasion to the nearby Buddhist monastery where the Monks would teach him to pray. They were his friends and were where the seeds of his faith of the Great Lover and Creator of Life were first introduced to him. He enjoyed time spent in the monastery and the monks would allow him to travel the stone porticos so long as he kept the vow of silence and respect, for these were not just words to comfort someone, but words of encouragement to embrace and to live by.
Re-Go was about to continue on his way to the mountain-top where the mighty Red Cedar tree awaited him for a time of reflection and meditation. He received a prompting from what he considered to be his “spirit teacher,” and travel by a different path. He was familiar with his normal direction but decided to go with the feeling that was stirring. It had been a pretty exciting day for him, he could not understand it but felt a new way of travel may prove beneficial in some mystical kind of way.
He started out on this new leg of his journey when after some time he was frightened when he stepped on a green grass snake that appeared to be chasing him once he began to run. It would whip around his legs as if it were trying to scold him for not being more watchful, and as he ran the small serpent seemed to follow him, whipping his legs more and more. He ran a good little distance when all of a sudden the small snake had stopped. As Re-Go kept running to get away, he noticed he was all alone in the wilderness and discovered the terrain was slightly different and a bit un-recognizable.
As he walked a bit further over a small hill, as he looked out over the plains of tall grasses, he noticed a wooded forest area of fresh foliage from a small grouping or gathering of mid size Red Pine trees. They were of a considerable size smaller than the Red Cedars he was on his way to meditate by, but these trees looked manicured to some degree. There were all varieties of smaller trees that blended in with a soft, peaceful, and coalescing of verdant grasses that created a tiny little path that led further back into the smaller wooded area.
He noticed some of the trees to be Azaleas, Gardenias, Red Pine, Red Cedar, Cherry Blossoms and a tree he had heard about they called the Mountain Laurel, which had lavender petals on its very sweet fragrant blossoms. They were miniature by normal standards but very beautiful and well taken care of. Who took care of this tiny little paradise?
Re-Go came upon a small stream of water that seemed to go on for quite some way and then straight ahead along this lush green winding little trail that was surrounded by beautiful miniature trees, he saw a small pool of water about the size of a very small pond…smaller than the pond back home by a considerable amount. Streaming down the small cliff-side was a beautiful little waterfall steadily rushing to meet with the soothing looks of the sparkling fresh little pond.
This little pond was full of life, why…there was Koi, and tadpoles, and turtles and little forest frogs…life everywhere. Re-Go saw a snow owl of white, and other lovely creatures of the air. He saw baby Asian Gazelles, and a pair of snow monkeys in some of the taller trees. Every kind of creative beauty he felt he could bear. He thought about swimming in this pond as it reminded him of the heated springs at the small pond near his village where his family as well as neighbors would bathe and rejuvenate in the waters that fed the body and soul.
For some reason, though, Re-Go felt compelled to look beyond the pearl drops of snow fed spark-lets of water and he saw what appeared to be a small cave. It was small but large enough should he creep down a bit he could manage to make his way inside. As he made his way in and through the moss covered walkway into the small cave, he began to notice how the cave became larger and larger. This cave became a much larger cavern full of natural limestone stalactites hanging steadfastly to the ceiling of the stream filled cavern. The walkway continued inside with a combination of stone and mossy grass dampened with so much moisture the ceiling of mighty stalactites embraced a steady flow of water drops as if it were raining inside the cave.
The water was a beautiful aqua-marine color with light coming in from an opening in the roof of the cavern making its stream-lined path under the watered pool that Re-Go saw brilliant stones of many colors nestled along the bottom of the pool’s floor. Inside, up the cavern’s wall was as if temple towers were present where a steady stream of yet another waterfall emerged free-falling into the greenness of the brilliantly lit cavern pool.
Behind this second indoor sparkling lit diamond drops of water, dancing off and from the ceiling of this new heaven on earth that Re-Go was favored to witness, he noticed a light, a different kind of light. It was as if someone had placed a small spark of glowing embers from a freshly lit campfire upon an alter pedestal of stone like the one his grandfather had made for his grandmother to attract the lovely native village, tiny birds to drink from and to bathe in.
The glow of light only caught Re-Go’s eye for a moment as he held his hands to his heart in curious amazement as if he were praying to Buddha. He looked down at the pool for a moment and looked up and witnessed the glow a second time. As he drew near the source he was close enough to the stone pedestal that resembled a bird sanctuary, he noticed what appeared to be a round of beads. These beads were of the same Aqua-marine color as the pearl held deep within the Great Lotus down in the valley. This was the pearl supposedly left by the grandson of the sun-goddess Amaterasu. But, these beads also looked of a pearlescent aqua-marine color and were much more beautiful than any that human eyes had ever witnessed in all of creation.
“Where did they come from?” Re-Go wondered. “Who left them here?” he said to himself, as he dared not reach for them, for he feared to some degree the sun-goddess herself would bar him from the gates of the Heavenly realm should she be displeased with Re-Go’s actions. He was about to turn and wander away from this place and head back home to his forest village, when, just as he had turned to run, a voice spoke to him as in a command, “Do not run and leave dear son of Mine,” a thundering voice, that of a woman, an Asian woman of Re-Go’s age had spoken.
Re-Go, scared to death as he dared not look upon this woman fearing a sudden death if he did, slowly, was frozen as still as the Bonsai’s that surrounded the entrance to the cavern stood still. “Please,” calmed the woman, “please stay with me and listen to what I have to say to you.” As he calmed somewhat from the strangeness he felt in his knees, he slowly turned, and as he did, his eyes made contact with the adoring, loving, kindness of the woman’s eyes. She was standing, levitating above the small tree behind the stone pedestal, and as she stood there, Re-Go noticed a similar set of pure white beads draped around her praying hands.
He had taken notice more clearly of her apparel as she was enfolded by a wrap of sorts that was a beautiful sapphire silk only royalty would wear. Her gown was a blinding brilliance of white with sapphire stripes around the enlarged cuffs of the sleeves on this beautiful gown. He noticed three stripes on each sleeve and three stripes down each side of her white silk gown. Surrounding the outer perimeter of her beautifully colored aura, were a crown of twelve stars, and it was as if she were clothed by the brilliance of the sun in all its brilliant splendor.
Re-Go began to sense the peaceful calm that surrounded him. He felt enfolded within the beautiful lady’s arms as if he were an infant as his dear mother nourished him with tenderness. Re-Go, now feeling a little less apprehensive, asked the lady, “What is it you desire of me dear lady? Are you Amaterasu, the great sun-goddess who desires something from your servant that I am?”
All was perfectly still and quiet for a moment. Then the lady began to speak again. Re-Go listened as she spoke with his heart wide open. She said:
“It is my wish that you visit with me for forty days and forty nights that I may teach you in the ways of Love and Mercy. It is also my wish you open your heart to what I have to say about prayer as well. And though you, Guregorii, are a special son of mine, it is also my wish that you know although I have many sons, there is One Son of mine Who is the Son of the Most High that I wish for you to love, for He is Love and Mercy Himself.”
Re-Go, embraced every word as Truth as if one Word outweighed all of Creation, for instantly, he saw a brand new world. A world of Hope, Faith, and Love. He felt in an instant, also, as if he had known all along of an all-powerful Love in Creation, and that, one Word of Truth was Creation, as well as a saving Grace for all the spirit kami of every man, woman, and child. He was eager to learn and earnest to find out more of this Lady’s beautiful presence and her Son of the Most High. Who was He and how did He know so much of Love?
Re-Go asked the Lady who she was and what was her name? She told him, “She was the Lamp of the Moon,” and “that her purpose was to make known the Way of Love and for all of Creation to know her Divine Son Whom was a Gift to all men.”
He had so many questions but as he listened he felt more and more at ease with the Lady and listened to her as if he were in a mystical daze of some kind. It was something he had not ever experienced and his feelings were changing from what was once known to him to be of childish things were now replaced by the things of a man, a real man, of Courage, Valor, Honor, and of Respect. He was a new man of Love and a new man of Strength. He learned of Holiness as the wise monks had taught him in the monastery nearby his village. He understood how to be divinely Gentle and divinely Strong at the same time.
The Lady of the Angels as she told Re-Go she was also called, said she had many names but she desired for Re-Go to simply know her as his Divine Mother. She continued to teach Re-Go all she knew of the many things she desired for him to know. And when she finally talked of prayer, she told Re-Go, prayer was an important dialogue he had with her and with all the Great Army of Angels in Heaven, but prayer, especially was the Way of Love to her beautiful and Divine Son, who Re-Go learned in all the conversations he had with this Lady of the Angels, was that her Son learned from her as Re-Go was learning from her, but, that her Son chose a life as a Sacrificial Lamb for all of God’s creatures of men. She told the whole story of Creation and from the beginning of time, the Way of the Word, and of Love, was the Way of a life with her and her Son in Heaven.
And now, it was time. For in an instant of conversation with this beautiful Lady of the Angels, the forty days and forty nights were complete. The wishes and desires from the Lady’s heart had been accomplished not only in her Divine Son, but with Re-Go. For, as a final gift from the Lady, she handed Re-Go, the beautiful Aqua-marine beads, into his hands with the special prayers she taught him, on fire within his heart. She told him during the difficult days ahead, to pray these special prayers from Heaven and of hers and her Son, and they would prepare a Holy Path for Re-Go as he continued on his journey of life.
She foretold of a mighty battle that would take place between two great Empires in his land, and that he must meet with the two highest ranking Samurai Warrior Chieftains, and lay counsel to both, that they must lay down their weapons and live as one under the Goodness and Kindness of the Way of Love, or, that this mighty Empire of whomever may not be defeated, will surely face difficult days for a nation of peoples that only the One true God was able to lead, the One who was called, the Sacrificial Lamb, and was also known as, “The Good Shepherd.”
Chapter IV Courage, Virtue, Humility and Prayer
COURAGE, VIRTUE, HUMILITY, PRAYER
As Re-Go departs from this little heaven on earth, and, from the beautiful Lady of the Angels, her words resounded in his soul. But as he walked into the light of day, it was as if he knew not why he was even there. It was very clear to him that it was all a mystery, but one thing kept turning in his mind and that was he knew somehow he had discovered a new, sacred, and privileged walk in the truest garden of virtue.
A lot of what he had discovered from the Lady was as he learned from the teachings of Buddha, for she taught him that not only knowing ourselves, the beauty of nature, and the opportunity for us to change ourselves was in fact a privilege, but to renounce the self in a humbled attempt to learn for each person to tenderly if able, surrender to another’s needs as is appropriate to make someone happy.
Re-Go remembers all he learned from his family about the kingdom of Kapilavastu and the son of the King and Queen, whose name was Siddhartha, who had decided to try and find an end to suffering. So, he became a wandering monk, shaved his hair, and began calling himself Guatama.
One night of a full moon in the Spring, around May, Guatama sat under a certain kind of tree called a Bodhi tree. He reflected on his life, deeply meditated, and decided to stay in this spot till all suffering in his life had ended.
During this particular night of a full moon, Guatama was visited by Mara, or, also known as the evil one. Mara tried to tempt Guatama in so many ways to embrace a life of vice and end the desires in his heart for the virtuous life. First he had sent his seductive daughters to entice Siddhartha and end this nonsense Mara thought of Siddhartha living a virtuous life. So day and night they tempted him with concupiscent pleasure. Siddhartha was able to maintain control not simply by his physical ability to maintain control, but, because Siddhartha had come to know forms of enlightenment, thus being taught that total abstinence is better than occasional pleasure of a casual nature. He in fact had come to realize through celibacy, he was able to obtain or receive that form of enlightenment.
Then Mara had control over the realms of nature and sent bolts of lightning, loudly thundering across the darkened sky, along with heavy and damaging winds and rain. This also was to no avail, for through this lesson of adversity, Siddhartha, learned of hardships and severe adversity always will inevitably bring, even for a good length of time, grace and beauty. The world and nature is beautiful, he declared.
Mara had ordered his army of demons with their various types of weaponry and flaming rocks as of firey stones of hail to dethrone Siddhartha. One conflict after another and Siddhartha met the grueling battles and always faced them with Courage, Virtue, Humility and even Prayer, but Re-Go had always wondered about Siddhartha, like, who did he pray to when adversity came knocking upon his hearts door? He knew prayer was a solemn request of petition or thanksgiving and it seemed strange to him, why was Buddha considered a Master monk?
Though Siddhartha, who at the time of his trials changed his name to Guatama, now considered his name to be Buddha. He from then on had spread the news of his temptations to fellow monks and became known as the Enlightened One who was held in high esteem by his followers.
But Re-Go questioned his authority as a god. For he knew he was not responsible for the gift of Creation. Perhaps this beautiful Lady of the Angels was right. Perhaps, there is a Great Father of all Creation, and this was something Re-Go had contemplated most of his life.
Di-Li-Su had pleasant memories of her closest friend Re-Go, the boy she first kissed in the Great Lotus Valley, as he admired the beauty of the freshly scented Lotus flower. There had not been another boy in all her seasons of nineteen Springs, though she often had thoughts of another time when Re-Go was on one of his pilgrimages to the monastery, and another boy, during the day the evil nightmares began for Di-Li-Su, named Don-A-Ru-Do, who forced his wickedness upon sweet Di-Li-Su.
Di-Li-Su told no one but kept the secret quiet even amongst her closest girlhood friends. Not even her mother knew of such a thing though at times Di-Li-Su would mention hidden pains that she suspected, that her mother, Ly-Lee, had somehow knew from her childhood, there was a great pain within her heart. It was a terrible thought Di-Li-Su felt, that her life was already destined, or arranged, to be the honorable wife of Don-A-Ru-Do, but did she have to be reminded of this from sunrise to sunset?
It was all Di-Li-Su could do to keep from thinking of her hidden past with the day that Don-A-Ru-Do forced himself upon this young girl of only seven seasons of springs, and, the sadness and tragedy that followed her all her days and nights. Her only good memory of the evil thrust upon her were, that it was Guregorii, her best friend, Re-Go, who fought the invader off of her. As the one many called a bad seed of injustice ran from the courageous Re-Go, who she was eternally grateful for, had the wisdom to know the difference between good and evil, even at such a young and tender age, and, possessed the bravery needed to defend the honor of little Di-Li-Su, by taking his sling and stone, swinging it at a rhythmic pace, letting go of the one end and hitting Don-A-Ru-Do straight in his head, forcing a mighty flow of blood from the boy’s injury.
For now though, Di-Li-Su would keep this pain within her for there truly is no one who can comfort her, but, Di-Li-Su would think, how nice a boy Re-Go was and what a strong and handsome young man he grew to be. She would day-dream of sharing not only a friendship with Re-Go, but a shared surrender of love, from one hidden heart to another; Re-Go, also, would have such feelings of love for her, though remained quiet, for he was shy, but his thoughts and prayers were always with Di-Li-Su.
For Di-Li-Su, her tender, sweet, little memories of her childhood had remained, most of which were very pleasant memories, but she knew, assaults of such betrayal were so full of wickedness, guile, and deception that truly, could only leave her subjected to tragic feelings of such evil, that the evil one of her day, had ruptured and blemished the very hymen of her kami, the purest essence of self, her very precious and undefiled little soul, through a concupiscent and lascivious act from someone she had at one time would have considered a friend, for at this time, she had no enemies. Often times she would think of the negating hunger her little body was already being forced to come to terms of her reality, would become, a direct result of the many betrayals she would face one day, as a woman of shame now, who was forced to marry the man who had for some reason selected her, to choose from.
Perhaps though, for little Di-Li-Su, (for now she was nineteen seasons of spring), had savagely been plagued and tortured by severe anguish and solitude that she would practice to stay quiet, lost with constant thoughts of taking her own little life away from the village hamlet, and living with the Geisha women of the Upper Hills many days away, a much larger village with many people, where she could try to hide from the shame brought on by such selfish ambition of, Don-A-Ru-Do.
Di-Li-Su, as well often times as Re-Go would think, or would dare, to look upon the beautiful little face of the spirit of truth, profoundly aware of the divine revelation and deeper reality of wisdom one may come to know, after such wickedness, that there remains nothing more innocent, nor virtuous, nor even more beautiful, than the free nature and new kami of a little child. But, one day, sure as the sun would rise in the East, and would set in the West, and as the winds would blow fiercely from the North, the rains fall from the Southern skies of this mighty land of the great Nambokucho, one day, this great one Word of Truth, would, outweigh the weight, and bitterness of life, of the whole world.