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The Temple on the Hill - for the people of Japan
by Jane Johnson
(Littleton, Colorado)
I ARRIVED AT THE TEMPLE ON THE HILL AS THE SUN WAS SETTING. THE LAKE BELOW STRETCHED FOR MILES AND SPARKLED LIKE DIAMONDS ON A BED OF BLUE VELVET. THE TEMPLE LOOKED MORE BEAUTIFUL TODAY THEN EVER, AS IF DRESSED FOR A FESTIVAL, WITH PERFECT RED TULIPS AND CHERRY BLOSSOMS LINING EVERY PATH. BLUE BIRDS CIRCLED MY HEAD AND SANG A JOYOUS GREETING.
KOKOPELLI SAT IN THE COURTYARD PLAYING THE SONG OF LIFE ON HIS FLUTE AS I ENTERED QUIETLY TO MEDITATE WITH THE MONKS. THEY SAT IN PERFECT STILLNESS IN FRONT OF BUDDAH'S SHINING IMAGE BREATHING IN UNISON, DRAWING IN THE RADIENT, HEALING LIGHT OF GOD THAT FILLED THE AIR.
JESUS WHO SAT AMOUNG THEM CAME TO MY SIDE AND STOOD WITH ME AS THE MONKS FILED PAST AND THROUGH THE TEAK DOORS. HE TOOK MY HAND AND LED ME OUTSIDE. BELOW US THE COURTYARD WAS FILLED WITH PEOPLE OF EVERY COLOR EMBRACING AND BOWING. JESUS WHISPERED, “WE ARE WELCOMING THEM HOME.”
A CHILL OF EXCITMENT PASSSED OVER ME AND I RAN DOWN THE STEPS HUGGING FIRST ONE PERSON THEN ANOTHER. I WAS SO HAPPY TO SEE THEM. THEY GREETED ME AS A SISTER, A LONG LOST FRIEND. SOON WE WERE ALL CRYING TEARS OF JOY AS JESUS HELD A SMILING ASIAN CHILD HIGH IN THE AIR FOR ALL TO SEE. HE PLACED HER IN HER MOTHERS ARMS AS THE CHILDREN FLOCKED TO HIS SIDE TO BE LIFTED ON HIGH.
THE MONKS, SPORTING HAPPY GRINS, TRANSFORMED INTO BEINGS OF LIGHT BEFORE OUR EYES. THEY PASSED FROM SPIRT TO SPIRIT GENTLY BREATHING THE BREATH OF LIFE UPON THEM. THE BREATH OF LIFE SWIRLED AROUND THEIR BODIES AND RUSHED INTO THEIR MOUTHS, SETTING THEM AGLOW. ALL MEMORY OF PAIN AND SADNESS WAS ERASED IN THAT INSTANT AND THEY KNEW THEY WERE TRULY “HOME.”
BY JANE SEHL JOHNSON
Jane Johnson is the co-producer/director of Colorado Escapes Videos, featuring the most unique restaurants, shops, hotels and fun things to do in Colorado. http://coloradoescapefinder.com/. Written for the people of Japan.
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