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There I was breaking in my new boots by walking from London Bridge to Greenwich, when almost at the Cutty Sark, I came across Kshitigarbha. He was in a former restaurant, that is in the process of moving upstairs. His mantra is Om! Ha ha ha! O wondrous one! svāhā! He is the one with the weird stick, which he uses on his jaunts to hell. My kinda guy. What a gal!
In the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra, the Buddha states that in the distant past eons, Ksitigarbha was a maiden of the Brahmin caste by the name of Sacred Girl. She was deeply troubled when her mother died, because she had often been slanderous towards the Three Jewels. To save her from the great tortures of hell, the girl sold whatever she had and used the money to buy offerings that she offered daily to the Buddha of her time, known as the Buddha of the Flower of Meditation and Enlightenment. She prayed fervently that her mother be spared the pains of hell and appealed to the Buddha for help.
What Buddhist adventures can you share? I am now on the search for two of the Buddha's disciples, Khujjuttarà who was a hunchback and Bhaddiya who was a dwarf. Both enlightened incidentally ...