Lama Zopa Rinpoche
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One day the manager of the restaurant was possibly thinking of having physical contact with<br />
her, maybe sex, I’m not sure, and she pushed him away—just a little shove—but he was<br />
flung really far. Then his mind completely changed. He said, “Now, whenever you want<br />
something from the refrigerator, Coca-Cola or anything, please take it any time you want.”<br />
Her wrathful aspect had so shocked him that his mind completely changed.<br />
She tried to meet His Holiness for a year but a lay lama who was a religious head wouldn’t<br />
let her. That happened at the beginning of her troubles. She may have told me before not to<br />
mention this but anyway, she went to a place in Dharamsala where the water comes down—<br />
I don’t know what it’s called—and picked up a stone. After she touched the stone it became<br />
water, like nectar. She took this to offer to His Holiness. She often went into a trance,<br />
outside looking like a ten-ma, 91 and then something like blood would come.<br />
Kirti Tsenshab <strong>Rinpoche</strong> was the one who helped her meet His Holiness. He told her, “I<br />
myself will make the golden bridge connecting you and His Holiness.” Once he had made<br />
that connection she was able to meet him. She told me that she went to see Kirti Tsenshab<br />
<strong>Rinpoche</strong> a few times and he told her, “Even at the very end of my life, you are the object of<br />
refuge I rely on.”<br />
From that time on she was given a house to stay in and an old lady to take care of her. Early<br />
one morning the old lady saw a lot of mule prints on the floor of her room. It seems that<br />
during the night Palden Lhamo had come to protect or serve her.<br />
And similarly, in the middle of the night an old Nyingma lama—I can’t say whether he was<br />
enlightened or not but he was very highly realized—who had just passed away came to speak<br />
with her. The old lady who cared for her was in the next room and she could hear talking,<br />
blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, so the next morning she scolded Khadro-la. “You have a<br />
boyfriend! You have a boyfriend. You are a complete liar!” I think she scolded Khadro-la for<br />
a few mornings, not only the one time. Khadro-la just said, “No boyfriend.” The lama came<br />
in middle of the night to speak with her, to give her teachings or something like that. He had<br />
other powers, so I think His Holiness also knew. But to the old lady listening from the next<br />
room it seemed that Khadro-la had a boyfriend so she scolded her, saying she was a total<br />
liar. Then afterwards she realized it wasn’t like that, that in reality Palden Lhamo was<br />
Khadro-la’s servant. That is what I wanted to tell you.<br />
Benefiting sentient beings<br />
At this time we have received not just a human rebirth but a perfect human rebirth. Each<br />
day, each hour, each minute, even each second, how many sentient beings from the<br />
intermediate state are reborn in the hell realm? It’s as many as the specks of dust of this<br />
earth. Each day, each hour, each minute, each second how many sentient beings from the<br />
intermediate state are reborn as hungry ghosts? It’s like the number of the sand grains of the<br />
Pacific Ocean. Each day, each hour, each minute, each second, how many sentient beings<br />
from the intermediate state are reborn as animals? It’s as many as the blades of grass growing<br />
on all the mountains and the ground everywhere—and of course there are numberless<br />
universes—so it’s uncountable. We have to think about these things really well.<br />
There are so many kinds of animals in the oceans. Some, like whales, are as huge as<br />
mountains; others are so small that we can see them only through a microscope. I remember<br />
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