Repairing Jetsunma's long life stupa.
Sep. 16th, 2012 09:15 pmThis is actually quite cool.
Nectar is pouring out of Jetsunma's Long Life Stupa.
By rights, any stuff coming out of a stupa should smell terrible. It should come from air getting the offerings (rice and whatnot) inside the stupa.

Virtue creates a sweet scent. No, really. I've encountered this. When my mother accumulated 100,000 repetitions of the prayer to Tara, her room spontaneously filled with the scent of roses. A disciplined, virtuous monk or Khenpo bring with them an air of sweetness that's hard to identify; this fresh scent that's a little like frankincense follows them.
In Tibetan lore, when a truly virtuous being is born, the room fills with the scent of flowers.

A stupa is the embodiment of a Buddha. The form follows a particular Buddha shape and symbology. Stupas are filled with relics of accomplished masters, prayers written very tiny and rolled up, and virtuous offerings. A thief once gave me a coin to thank me for helping her get the vehicle she was driving unstuck from the mud. I gave that coin to be inside a stupa (this one or one of the other eight around it) to help her. So good intentions abound in even the smallest part of a stupa.
No one has said this to me, but I personally suspect that if we could see a stupa on a paranormal level, we'd be amazed. We might see a beacon of light refracting in a very specific, almost mathematical way, linking those who circle it in a harmonious pattern with the energies of the land around it, and with the world and the larger universe. Like bringing them into a mandala:

That's the sense I get looking at the diagrams of the stupas anyway, the way the body of it is put together inside and out, and the serious effort that goes into one when the Lamas bless and empower it. It's not just an interesting looking monument, that's for sure. I mean, I once saw a stupa stop a hurricane.
Everything about a stupa is virtuous.
Perhaps then I shouldn't be surprised that what should be putrid pours out as a golden colored sweet nectar. And smells like cookies fresh from the oven, or berry pie.
But we've had to finally do some repairs.
Nectar is pouring out of Jetsunma's Long Life Stupa.
By rights, any stuff coming out of a stupa should smell terrible. It should come from air getting the offerings (rice and whatnot) inside the stupa.

For approximately the last 5 years, a precious substance has been “leaking” from the face of the throne portion or section of Jetsunma’s long life stupa in the KPC stupa park located in Poolesville, MD. As mentioned in previous blog posts, many Buddhist Teachers and Lamas, including His Holiness Penor Rinpoche commented on this miraculous event, indicating that the liquid emanating is nectar, and is an auspicious sign. His instructions at that time were to not be concerned with repairing the stupa. Since his passing in 2009, the cracks forming on the throne section of the stupa have increased, and elongated, causing concern regarding the ordinary structure of the stupa.
Virtue creates a sweet scent. No, really. I've encountered this. When my mother accumulated 100,000 repetitions of the prayer to Tara, her room spontaneously filled with the scent of roses. A disciplined, virtuous monk or Khenpo bring with them an air of sweetness that's hard to identify; this fresh scent that's a little like frankincense follows them.
In Tibetan lore, when a truly virtuous being is born, the room fills with the scent of flowers.

A stupa is the embodiment of a Buddha. The form follows a particular Buddha shape and symbology. Stupas are filled with relics of accomplished masters, prayers written very tiny and rolled up, and virtuous offerings. A thief once gave me a coin to thank me for helping her get the vehicle she was driving unstuck from the mud. I gave that coin to be inside a stupa (this one or one of the other eight around it) to help her. So good intentions abound in even the smallest part of a stupa.
No one has said this to me, but I personally suspect that if we could see a stupa on a paranormal level, we'd be amazed. We might see a beacon of light refracting in a very specific, almost mathematical way, linking those who circle it in a harmonious pattern with the energies of the land around it, and with the world and the larger universe. Like bringing them into a mandala:
That's the sense I get looking at the diagrams of the stupas anyway, the way the body of it is put together inside and out, and the serious effort that goes into one when the Lamas bless and empower it. It's not just an interesting looking monument, that's for sure. I mean, I once saw a stupa stop a hurricane.
Everything about a stupa is virtuous.
Perhaps then I shouldn't be surprised that what should be putrid pours out as a golden colored sweet nectar. And smells like cookies fresh from the oven, or berry pie.
But we've had to finally do some repairs.