In 1997 during a stay at the Gaomingsi on Tiantaishan I brushed out|
a Li Bai poem and gave it to the friendly abbot, Juihui Dashi. The next
morning he came by and handed me this poem scrawled with a ball
point pen on a sheet of note paper. The following year I returned to the
Gaomingsi only to find the abbot had passed away. Strangely, when I
recounted to a young monk that I had met the abbot the past year in
November, he replied, 'That is impossible, the master died in October'!!!
Did I really meet him??