(You may be wondering what happened to the first days, but I’ll get those up after I get the photos.)
Yesterday we had the funeral ceremony for Daehaeng Kun Sunim. It was followed about an hour later by a traditional cremation ceremony. Although it was a difficult day in many ways, and I found myself crying again and again, it was also a very good day.
We lit the pyre at around 12 noon, and people stayed late into the evening. It was a beautiful day under the pine trees, amoung the grass and flowers, and all that was missing were picnic baskets. (I’m sure Kun Sunim wouldn’t have minded) Before the laypeople were sent home at 7pm, all of us who were left (75 sunims and ~300 laypeople) walked three times around the entire building and land, chanting all together. After the third time, we formed a circle around the still burning pyre and sang Dharma songs, and the Buddhist version of the Korean “Teacher’s Song” and “Mother’s Song.”