The Greatest Man I’ve Ever Seen

The Father’s Day, 18 June 2023. This morning I was weeding in the garden, suddenly I remembered as a teenager, my father sent me to his home village to experience farming, he wished me to help the farmers there for a few days, but it was too hard for me, I only remained there a couple hours and ran away. It was only suffering for me to work in the farm, no joy. Today, I have no resistance to work the same way and I enjoy it, had not my father cultivated my attitude to the small things I disliked, how much sufferings there would be for me in the life! He knew all I needed, he is the master of miracles. Last night we had a Poetry Club gathering to read our poems for our fathers. I wrote and read my very first poem, people cried for my story, they said it’s almost a crying gathering. Before reading my poem, I needed to tell a bit the story. My beloved father is not my biological father, I had a few years to find who is my father-actually he foresaw the family in nearby town would have some children and they had the agreement that the family will give a child to him as the disciple and successor. When my biological parents wanted to give their third child to my father, the boy is the most brilliant with extraordinary intelligence, my father said it’s not that boy. He waited for years, the family’s fourth child, a boy, no, the fifth, a girl, no, until the sixth and the last child, my father said it’s this boy to be my son and disciple. When I was still in the womb, everything was arranged, I was sent to my father, but I didn’t like his humble family, too humble. Today I know, my life’s highest will is to follow his example, on the path he paved for me, to be a truly humble person. It was the guru and disciple’s agreement, so I chose to be born in that family, all were planned in the astral plane. When my heart was completely ready to surrender, my father came back and initiated me, that was 20 years after he passed away, that day I couldn’t stop my tears, I realized that the masters are immortal, I had unshakable faith in God in witnessing His divine plan. Here’s my very first poem, for my father, that made people cry: How much misunderstandings in my youth, how much ignorance! How could I know such love exists in the world, such love could be from a human, the love of you is an ocean of love, you completely allow, completely patient with me, your humility beyond any imagination. Thank you for being my father, thank you for being my example, thank you for your love, your sacrifice, your patience, your plan for me, I can never ever thank you enough, all my will is to love you back, how can I, I know your will for me, is to give the love to all people I see! I’ve denied you as my father, it was you make me see, you removed the darkness and led me to the light, you guided me to heal, you passed me all your inner quality, you revealed the highest clarity to me. Now I know, my highest will is to become a person just like you. If I would have only one identity only one name, it’s not fatty bear, not a manager, not a traveler, not a yogi, not this, not that, I want to be, proudly to be, My Father’s Son.