| Amitofo. My name is David Yin; my Dharma name is Chin Wei. To 
            briefly introduce myself, I've been coming to Gold Sage for a few 
            years now, and feel very much at home here, but I still feel like I 
            do not know the nuns and lay people here that well. Probably the 
            main reason is because my Chinese is not very good yet and so 
            communication is difficult. So this is my chance to introduce myself 
            and gather support from the community here. First, this presentation began with my speaking with Dharma Master 
            Yun about bringing Buddhism to the West, the Round Table of DRBY, 
            the Beginning Ch'an classes, DRBY conference, etc. And I felt Gold 
            Sage could be a starting place that could bring a lot of benefit to 
            the rest of the world. I hoped that everyone, DRBY, lay people, the 
            the left home community could all work together as a team and keep 
            the Dharma alive in the world. | 
          
            | I think we often hear people talk about "bringing the 
            Dharma to the West." This vision captures the heart of many people, 
            for instance myself, but for others, I think it might create a sense 
            of distance because they do not identify so strongly with the West. 
            So, while preparing for this presentation, I came up with a more 
            general vision: Keeping the Dharma Alive in the World. Keeping the Dharma alive in the world then entails not 
            only bringing Buddhism to America, but also passing it on to the 
            next generation which I feel everyone feels a part of. In addition, 
            another element of the vision that is not captured in "bringing the 
            Dharma to the West" is the idea of bringing Buddhism back to Asia. 
            Although I do not have direct experience with Buddhism in Asia, I 
            feel many of the people who grew up in Asia will find a personal 
            connection there, and so the idea of bringing Buddhism back to Asia 
            resonates. The impression I get is that Venerable Master Hua's 
            vision is so vast and inclusive that I cannot truly comprehend it. 
            But at least I know that it extends past the boundaries of America, 
            or even Asia, or possibly even the entire world—the organization is 
            called Dharma Realm Buddhist Association for a reason. At this point, I feel like I need to say a little bit 
            about my background so that everyone can understand why I think this 
            way. Actually I did not come to Buddhism with this mindset at all, 
            but it was a process of growth and change within myself. Since young I always felt like I was looking for 
            something. I wished I knew what my purpose in life was—I thought, 
            "Wouldn't that make life so much easier?" Going back to my old 
            journals, I found that I often posed this question to myself, but I 
            never really actively sought an answer until I got to high school. There were various reasons why my interest in finding 
            a deeper meaning was sparked in high school, but that would lead us 
            off topic. Simply put, I began to research a number of religions, 
            primarily Christianity because many of my friends were Christians 
            and it was so accessible and Buddhism because of my Chinese culture 
            and family background. | 
          
            | I do not know how much exposure to Christianity 
            everyone has had, but there is a very common belief, especially in 
            evangelical Christianity that: "You have to believe that Jesus is 
            your savior." And not only that, but "Jesus is the only way into 
            heaven." Although I sincerely tried to believe, I could not force 
            myself to believe this primarily because I felt that it didn't make 
            sense that people who did not believe would be destined for the 
            hells. And the stay in the hells is not temporary like in Buddhism, 
            but rather was forever.
 So at that time, I also remember reading books by the Venerable 
            Master and Ajahn Sumedho. Out of all the books I read on religions, 
            spirituality, etc. Ajahn Sumedho's book the Four Noble Truths caught 
            my attention. Ajahn Sumedho emphasized that belief was not the 
            ultimate goal in Buddhism. Rather the emphasis was on patient 
            practice, which yields insight into how the world really is. He also 
            illustrated the importance of practice with his own experiences as a 
            Buddhist monk in Thailand studying under Ajahn Chah, which resonated 
            deeply with me. I felt that this really was a spiritual path that 
            made sense.
 At this point, however, I felt very confused and frustrated. I 
            already began to feel that much of what the world was seeking was 
            superficial. Catcher in the Rye, Ecclesiastics in the Christian 
            Bible, and a number of my own observations of the world outside 
            confirmed this feeling. However, along with this came a deep sense 
            of confusion because I did not know where to go from here. I felt 
            like I was thrown in the sea, and amidst the turbulent waves and 
            darkness could only see two lifesavers, one Christianity the other 
            Buddhism, and I did not know which one to grab onto. I actually 
            began to wish I had only studied one of them so that I wouldn’t have 
            to deal with this inner conflict.
             I had many Christian friends and would join them in their Fellowship 
            gatherings, but as I said before I could not accept many of their 
            beliefs. As for Buddhism, I did not have a peer group who were 
            interested in the same questions I was in terms of investigating the 
            Dharma, so I felt like I was alone in my search. I felt that 
            emotionally I was being pulled into Christianity, but the principles 
            of Buddhism which made more sense to me was pulling me the other 
            way.
             One night, I clearly remember making a promise to God that if He 
            could show me the right way I will dedicate my life to it, no matter 
            what sacrifices I had to make. It was one of those do or die moments 
            filled with raw, unbridled emotion, but no convincing answer came. 
            There were some dreams that convinced me to be Christian for a 
            little bit, but they did not last. So, I continued to struggle with 
            what I should do in my life, and the question that I felt 
            encapsulated my search for purpose was: "What happened to us after 
            we died?" My thought was that if I knew the answer to this question 
            then I would know what lifesaver to grab onto.
             This is the mindset I came with to the first DRBY winter retreat at 
            CTTB led by Rev. Heng Sure. Coming to the City, I was overjoyed to 
            find other youth interested in the same questions I was.
             Although I'm simplifying things a bit, I remember sitting in a room 
            with Marty with possibly three or four other youth and somehow Marty 
            mentioned that he was on his "second life." He then gave a detailed 
            account of how he got sick and died in Malaysia and his experiences 
            of actually dying. The experience ended with him being brought back 
            by the Venerable Master who went to persuade King Yama to let Marty 
            come back because Marty still had work to do. Marty's last comment 
            was how it was a good experience because he was always a skeptic and 
            needed to experience something to really believe it. I was quite 
            shocked by the story because I did not expect it at all, and when I 
            looked at Marty, I thought he seemed very straightforward and 
            honest, not one to make up things, so I thought to myself, "Well, I 
            have the answer--time to live up to my promise!" So, I threw myself into cultivation with a kind of 
            "I'm going to die 
            tomorrow" mentality (like the last Exhortation chanted at night in 
            the monastery), and as you can guess, I was way too extreme. I 
            thought I had to be true to the promise I made to myself along with 
            the sense that if I really could trust this path I had to experience 
            it for myself. So, I found myself trying to apply everything I read 
            or heard from Venerable Master to my practice and found that I got 
            pretty thin and unhealthy because I often heard, "Eat less! Sleep 
            less!" If I slacked off even a bit, I felt that I was no longer 
            being true to myself. As you can imagine, I did not only hurt myself, but caused a lot of 
            unhappiness for the people around me, especially my mother. Another 
            story illustrates my hardheadedness at the time. One night while 
            driving up to Berkeley for Rev. Heng Sure's Dharma lecture with my 
            mom and Pei Ling, I insisted that we listen to the Great Compassion 
            Mantra in the car. My mother was tired and sleepy and wanted to rest 
            in silence, but I could not bring myself to turn it off, but rather 
            insisted on playing it very softly so that I could recite while 
            driving. I thought I was justified to do so because of all the 
            stories I heard about the importance of reciting while driving. 
            Afterwards, however, Pei Ling told me that I was being too stubborn 
            and should accord with my mother more. Forcing the Great Compassion 
            Mantra on other people was definitely not the Middle Way.
             Over time my experiences at home, at school, and at the City caused 
            me to realize I was becoming too yin. I was too judgmental, 
            self-righteous, and close-minded. Things were pretty much black or 
            white and I found that I was having a difficult time just living 
            with myself. So when I had a chance, I asked Rev. Heng Sure about 
            what I was doing. His answer consisted of telling me that 
            cultivation should not be forced and that I should relax. I should 
            talk to my friends and parents more, and ultimately he asked me to 
            consider what image was I giving others about what Buddhism is? This 
            resonated with me because when I took a step back and really looked 
            at myself objectively, I realized the example I was setting was not 
            very good at all. He emphasized the Middle Way, trying to do too 
            much was the same as doing too little. Taking his advice was hard, 
            but surprisingly, when I let go a bit and became less serious, I 
            found things got better. At least I became a much easier person to 
            live with.
 But another effect was that since I opened my eyes a bit, all of a 
            sudden Venerable Master's vision and vows of keeping the Buddhism 
            alive in the world made more sense to me. I began to see how much 
            benefit Buddhism really could bring to America and the rest of the 
            world. I found that this was something I wanted to be part of, 
            although I am not sure exactly how yet.
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