Today I was fortunate enough to have one of those rare and precious moments in my life when i see a monk; what's more: a Sanghan actually. I was cycling to the town centre and suddenly i saw a monk! In leeuwarden! Of all places! Now i'm feeling i should have just stopped and greet, ask some things and so forth - i didn't. But nevertheless it was a great reminder of something really precious in the world. Judging from the robes, it was a Theravadan monk, my feeling says burmese, but i don't really know why...
Homage to the eternally abiding Sangha of all Sages and Worthy ones of the ten direction to the ends of empty space!
respectfully,
fedde
(btw, the picture in this post was just one i found on the internet; not the monk i saw)
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