The life and mind of Adeline Ong

Finally… The last installment

What do forum users think of this story?
Sounds rather farfetched and incredible,isn’t it?
In his books, he says he will leave it to readers to make their own
conclusions.Though most of his writings are real-life case studies
of how he helped others with his abilities,he always stresses the
importance of compassion, repentance, personal morality and ethics
in daily life.Usually,he helped others for free,but if people
insisted on paying him,he would ask them to send the money to
certain charities.Many people sought his help,especially those from
Hong Kong and Taiwan,and he would try his best to oblige them.
After reading this account,don’t go rushing to seek out psychics,as
most of them do not have genuine abilities,only offering a placebo
effect to make you feel better, so that you can get on with life.For
me,I have faith only in him and the late Edgar Cayce,Of course,there
may be other true psychics out there whom I don’t know.
He also says that all psychic powers are originally inherent in
each and everyone of us,but have become ‘blocked’ through many
lifetimes because our minds are never truly at peace,full of
random,unsettling thoughts,cravings and desires.According to
Buddhism,the present age(the Dharma-ending age),despite its material
prosperity,is really a demonic, degenerate one as people only live
for selfish sensual pleasures.Natural disasters,like the recent
tsunamis, would also become more commom in this age.

End

Yes, there is more…

Feng Feng’s heavenly teacher and master, Indra (whom it seems, though I’m not sure, is also the Celestial Custodian of The Secrets of The Five Thunderbolts (‘Wu Lei Mi Fa’ in Chinese) had responded to his plea by manifesting, not as a deity, but as a giant circular rainbow (something like the sort of rainbow we sometimes see around the Moon or the Sun, only larger) high up in the night sky of Vancouver. Feng Feng’s own protective golden and red lights were small, weak and puny compared to the green light of the creature, which had started to fill the whole house, and overwhelm him. He had no choice but to resort to external help of his teacher, Indra. Compared to the over-arching celestial lights,the greenish light of the creature now appeared small and insignificant,and in danger of being ‘devoured’. It looked like a psychic light battle (like the light sabre fightings in Star War:) between 2 forces of some mysterious, higher planes of existence.

The creature withdrew its light, admitting defeat. Before it turned to leave, it advised Feng Feng again, in a milder tone, to stop helping that feng shui master because in doing so, he was meddling in the workings of the universal Law of Cause and Effect. Mantras should not be employed to go against karmic principles,it said.It also said it was acting legitimately in its capacity as a Dharma Protector of the Buddha’s teachings in meting out retribution to the master,who was behaving unbecomingly and immorally as both a fengshui practitioer and a monk.

Feng Feng at once agreed to wash his hands of the matter,and sent the creature off respectfully back to its ‘home base’ in Jiu Hua (Nine Blosoms) mountain in China. Calm and normality returned to the night. He peered out of his window. There was no sign that a storm had brewed,or of the strange rainbow. He went upstairs to check on his mother, and found her sleeping soundly, as if nothing had happened that night. He looked at his watch, and found that it was a few hours before dawn. Fearing that the creature might return, he decided to stay awake until morning, sitting in meditation. The next morning, her mother was unable to walk, saying that she had inexplicably fallen off her bed in the middle of the night and hurt her ankle. Feng Feng knew at once this was the handiwork of the creature and its very ‘ying’ greenish ‘chi’. Telepathically over long-
distance, he requested the creature in Jiu Hua mountain to stop hurting his mother, who had nothing to do with the matter. The creature promised him that his mother would be able to walk normally again in 7 days.

2 days later. The meteorological service of Vancouver came up with a report in the daily newspaper about the strange streaks of lightnings, thousands of them, criss-crossing the night sky that night. Readers who want to do further research on this psychic phenomenon can try the 1985-1986(I think it’s around this time) weather reports archives of the Vancouver Meteorological Service. (I don’t know if this this the correct name of the weather station)

Also, following morning, Feng Feng called the disciple who had contacted him earlier to warn her that the demon-like creature might go and find her if she continued to chant the mantra of Great Compassion to help her master. He also told her of the bizzare occurrences the night before. However, she did not believe his
story, thinking that it must be just a dream of his, or his subconscious fantasies during his meditation,or he had simply cooked up a cock- and- bull tale to avoid rendering help. She added it was fine if Feng Feng refused to help. She and the other followers would do all they could to save the life of their ‘precious’ guru.She further said she would carry on chanting the mantra of Great Compassion for her master.

A few days later, she called Feng Feng again,and in a trembling voice, told him that while she was chanting,a strange presence had intruded into her house with an angry sound. Thick, red smoke billowed in her kitchen but upon checking, strangely there were no fires. Her unlocked doors could not be opened, scaring her out of her wits. Feng Feng advised her to stop interfering with karma and misusing sacred mantras. Now she believed he was not exaggearating at all.

In the end,the feng shui master died, in a rather horrifying way. On his death bed, Feng Feng wrote in his book that he could still see the dying master instructing his disciples to acquire this and that property. Just imagine!

It seemed that the master had come into contact with the mystical entity when he was touring Jiu Hua mountain, a Buddhist sacred mountain (the Dharma Field of the Earth Store Bodhisattva) in China. His disciple
had told Feng Feng that he was suddenly taken ill upon returning from that mountain. The master himself had said he could vaguely see and feel a fish-like creature (actually, it wasn’t a fish, but a creature with a dragon’s body) intruding into his aura field and sucking away at his ‘chi’. Because he could not see the whole body of the creature, he thought it was a fish-demon(‘yu jing’ in Chinese).

Here we go again…

That very night,after cleansing himself physically and ritually, Feng Feng started to chant the mantra in his private room ,in front of his small altar. After just a few minutes into the chanting,something strange happened. A storm seemed to brew outside his home,with high winds howling. Strangely, he started to feel chilly, something that he had never felt before even when the winter temperatures in Vancouver dropped to below zero, due to his reservoir of ‘yang chi’ accumulated over a long period through his celibacy, vegetarian diet, and meditation. The coldness that seemed to creep into his very bones was not ordinary chill, but one tinged with a very sinister ‘ying’feel. He sneezed several times, feeling puzzled but not really fearful. As described in his book (readers of Chinese can get this book, in 3 volumes, in most Buddhist book stores, the Chinese title being ‘Tien Yan,Hui Yan,Fa Yan De Zhui Xun’), a greenish, eerie light began to fill his room, followed by a thunderous roar as if several hundreds voices were bellowing and screaming angrily at the same time. Now he was really frightened, especially by the deep ‘ying’ sensation overpowering him.

A multi-headed (he said it could be a thousand heads, most of them of hideous animals’), mystical entity with a dragon’s scaly torso, started to slide down slowly, head first, from the ceiling,with eyes staring wrathfully at Feng Feng,who recoiled in fear. This entity, or demon-like creature, communicated telepathically to Feng Feng to ‘stop interfering in its affairs’ and stop chanting the mantra to save the the fengshui master, or it would destroy him right there and then. Strangely, the creature addressed Feng Feng as ‘son’, but was very fierce and aggressive. It said it was a spiritual guardian (half god, half demon) of the Buddha’s true teachings, and was bent on sucking dry the master’s cultivation ‘chi’ to kill him, but did not say why. (That was why his body was bleeding and rotting in the hospital.) Feng Feng tried to reason with the creature, but only made it more furious. It said it knew it could not harm him because of his psychic powers, but it could harm his mother who was at that time sleeping in her room upstairs. This made Feng Feng angry, for he was a very filial son and very protective of his mother. As a psychic duel was about to ensue in the dead of the night, he immediately vizualised protective golden and red lights to envelope himself and his mother completely (a Vajrayana practice). This enraged the creature even more, and it started to strengthen its own eerie, greenish light to harm Feng Feng and his mother.

What followed also sounds rather incredible and weird. Feng Feng,knowing that his mother might come to serious harm, desperately appealed to his heavenly guru (the Hindu god Indra) for help. I don’t know how Indra, who is not known in Buddhism, came to become his guardian angel. But immediately, that night, the entire sky above Vancouver transformed into a gigantic circular rainbow, with multi-coloured lights. It completely dwarfed and covered the light of that creature,which recoiled in surprise and fear.

To be continued….(too long :p)

Jason Xie’s story continues

To come back to the story of that fengshui master.

This story sounds so strange and highly incredible that when I first read it in the trilogy,I refused to believe it,believing that Feng Feng must have exaggerated. However, he is a devout Buddhist who was already a vegetarian in his mother’s womb,a strict celibate,and one who had taken the Buddhist precepts which forbid one to even exaggerate,let alone lie.In all his works,he stresses the practice of loving-kindness and compassion, stict moral self-discipline,filial piety and righteousness more than anything else if one hopes to progress spiritually,although he does relate his experiences with his inborn psychic powers which he only employs to help others in desperate need of assistance.

I believe in him because of an incident in Singapore some years back (1985 or 1986) when 2 Chinese primary 6 schoolboys went missing after school was dismissed. After failing to find them months later,even with the help of McDonald’s restaurants, some Singaporean Buddhists contacted him in Vancouver over the phone to seek his help in finding the boys. Over the phone, he told them it was beyond his power to help. However, about some months later, he revealed in the published trilogy that he had known that the boys no longer existed at the moment when the Singaporeans contacted him, but he did not have the heart to break the news to them. To date, both of them are yet to be found.

Nevertheless, he did successfully used his power to locate some missing persons, some of whom were still alive(one case in Hong Kong),but some already dead.

In this story, one of the female disciples of the master contacted Feng Feng over a trunk call. Now this master was not only an elderly fengshui master in his 70′s, he was also a Buddhist monk of the Vajrayana(Diamond Vehicle, or True Words) sect. I don’t know which school of fengshui he hailed from, but it seemed that he employed Vajrayana mantras and rituals in his fengshui consultations for the rich,perhaps like Master Lin Yun of the Bonpo Black Hat fengshui sect.

This master and monk had a private, exclusive following of disciples, most of whom were very wealthy. Feng Feng himself had met him once. His disciples would boast to Feng Feng how good their master was in fengshui, and how powerful his mantras were, and tried to compare him with Feng Feng. Humbly, Feng Feng said that the master was good. The master became extremely wealthy in his fengshui business, and used his wealth to acquire properties all over the globe. He would then rent them out to earn rentals.Although he was officially a monk, he did not really spread the Buddha’s teachings, being interested only in buying properties and touring the world, each time putting up at expensive 5-star hotels. In short, he had become blinded by greed.

When the disciple contacted Feng Feng to seek his help, he immediately said that he could see the naster lying on his death bed in an expensive private ward in a French hospital, even before the disciple opened her mouth to speak. He further said that most of the master’s internal organs were bleeding profusely and in the process of rotting, and that the whole ward was filled with a foul stench, like that of decomposing rats.The disciple replied that what he said was true in every word, and implored Feng Feng to save her dying master. She said that she and all the rest of the disciples could not understand why the master could end up like that, given his purported powers in fengshui, mantras and rituals. Feng Feng hinted to her that greed was the cause, and wanted her to tell her master to donate all his wealth to genuine charities such as the International Red Cross, or Mother Teresa’s Catholic organisation in Calcutta, or the Tze Ji Hospital. Only through this way could the master be saved.

But the master flatly refused, disbelieving that that could help. Now, it was the master himself who had asked this disciple to seek Feng Feng’s help, wanting him to chant the powerful Vajrayana Mantra of The Great White Parasol(Umbrella) Cover(‘Da Bai Shan Gai’in Chinese), and dedicate the merits to him. Not many Buddhists, or even Buddhist monks and nuns, know the true, original version of this mantra, or its exact Sanskrit pronounciation.This master seemed to know that Feng Feng knew how to use this mantra, which is extremely powerful and is rarely used unless the situation is truly desperate. The disciple begged Feng Feng over the phone to use the mantra in the way he knew to save the master’s life,saying that she herself was chanting the Mantra of Great Compassion(‘Da Bei Zhou’) hundreds of times each day in an effort to save her master.

Initially, Feng Feng declined, saying that even that mantra might not help at all, given the overwhelming greed of the master. The master said that it was all right if Feng Feng refused to help. However, out of compassion, he finally agreed to help the master by chanting the mantra in his home in Vancouver,and sending its mystic vibrations to the master in France, to help him recover.

What followed, as described in the book, sounds so very strange and weird that I’m afraid in these days and age, noboby will believe what I say, except maybe true fengshui masters, or those who have deep experience in meditation, or those who are well-versed in the occult. It reveals that there are dimensions in life much higher than fengshui, and that the retributive punishment meted out from these planes can be terrifying, especially if fengshui practitioners wittingly or unwittingly breach certain moral or ethical codes of conduct.

To be continued…
Di_Tien_Sui(jason xie)

This is a piece from the Feng Shui forum that I am a member of. Anyway, one member, Jason Xie wrote this. I just had to share it. It shall be broken up into a few parts

In this story,personally related by him in one of the 3 books,he tried in vain to save the life of a Chinese fengshui master (in fact,he was a grand master)with his inborn powers,but was nearly seriously harmed himself by a frightening backlash originating from a source from some higher, subtler dimensions which even he himself could not completely understand.In the end,he was forced to wash his hands of the whole matter and let the fengshui master die a horrifying death at a French hospital.In all his 3 books,this was the only story about fengshui,so I thought I will translate it and share with fellow forum users here.My sole aim is to accentuate a particular truth regarding fengshui which many people may not be well acquainted with.

The general belief,albeit an erroneous one,is that fengshui is omnipotent, and can help one gain whatever one wants in life.In truth, fengshui,originally called ‘kan yu’in Chinese,is just one subtle dimension of life,one that belongs to the ‘chi’ realm of existence. In fengshui,(whether Ying or Yang fengshui)we try to consciously manipulate the subtle ‘chi’ to minimize misfortunes and maximize good fortunes.Since this dimension is ‘higher’(for want of a better word) than the material realm,it is able to affect the latter favourably or adversly,thereby affecting living conditions.However,’chi’ is not the highest dimension of existence.Above it is the realm of ‘li’(Principles),what the Bible calls ‘Word’ in the sentence “In the begining was the Word…..”This
dimension,alluded to in the Bible,is a ‘higher’ one than fengshui’s ‘chi’,and I believe karma and certain universal and absolute moral and ethical principles such as love,compassion,justice and righteousness belong to this dimension.

The ‘chi’ dimensions of life and how they control and affect life conditions at the lower, material plane were first realized by Taoist,and possibly Buddhist adepts skilled in meditation in ancient China. Spiritually elevated poeple of other ancient civilisations ,such as the high priests of the Inca and Aztec empires,could also have known of these higher planes of existence,and employed them in sustaining their empires.The ‘expansion’ and ‘deepening’ of consciousness in certain meditative states open the mind to higher,subtler dimensions,which are inaccessible to the ordinary mind.Thus,the complex interactions of the primordial Ying and Yang,and how they affect earthly conditions of human life, became clear to these meditating ascetics
dwelling in remote mountains,and were further investigated and the results noted.In this way, the arts of fengshui,divination,fortune- telling and drawing of talismanic figures were borned.Initially,these highly esoteric and secretive arts were used to create peace in the country and to avert major,national disaters,not to benefit the individual.They were transmitted orally and secretly, one-to-one, from true masters to worthy disciples in the form of poetic verses(‘kou jue’),and writing them down was strictly forbidden.The disciple usually had to take certain vows and must have high moral standards even in their private thoughts!

Today,although we have more and more such literature flooding the book stores,the true meanings of some originasl parts have been lost or deliberately distorted.Only the superficial aspects are found in writings today.One reason is the inexorable moral and spiritual degeneration of mankind through the ages.For example,even the ‘Huang Ji Jing Shi Shi Yi’(loosely translated as ‘Expounding The Imperial Standard Of Governing The World’),a highly accurate ancient text on predictions,incorporating the ‘I Ching’(The Book of Changes) by Shao Zi(Shao Kang Jie), and written in old,classical,traditional Chinese(the one I have)in existence today may not be the original version.I’m still investigating its contents,reading it very slowly, as it is an extremely difficult text to comprehend.Some Chinese characters in the book may not have contemporary meanings.

To be continued…