He says, One woman I know had a life that had been smooth and joyful, a perfect example of the heavenly realm. She was the mother of three sons, each of whom had always been kind, considerate, and bright. She was close to them. Each was accomplished in his field. They were all don't doctors or university professors. And while she had no daughters, she was blessed with three daughters in law, she got along with well, all warm, kind and considerate people. These various families seemed to be so content with their lives. This woman was very healthy, and living a life that others might envy. she herself could see that she had been so blessed. She was a person many others would approach when they had problems. But one day she told me in tears that suddenly without any explanation, or any farewell note, her oldest son had left his house and gone missing have just disappeared. She experienced anguish so intense, that it didn't allow her to sleep. And her time awake was pure suffering. No matter how she thought about it or how she looked at it, she couldn't figure out what was going on. I couldn't help but feel deep, deep sympathy from heaven, she fell straight to the bottom of suffering of hell. So even though people are blessed and joyous, it doesn't mean that they necessarily have true peace of mind. Not deeply, not unconditionally. And, and when when there is a fall like this from from virtual heavenly realm, into suffering, it's so, so acute. That contrast makes it even more painful. The longing to return to that state can be so powerful and so painful. The park believes in tomorrow's cherry blossoms. The storm comes at night and blows them away. By the front gate at this temple there are many gravestones piled high in the shape of a mountain. People usually call them the graves of people who have no relations. Of course, the expression is erroneous because there's not a single person and no single thing without relations. We are so incredibly related in every way. But the stupa was erected from the many graves of people whose families had all died out a long time ago. In other words, the families weren't still coming to look after the grave. So they they collected all these ones with no living relatives and put them all into this this stupor, which they call the stupid walls, or spirits.