My Jungbub Journal – Eighty Sixth & Seventh Day of Dong-ahn-guh (winter meditation retreat)
Dream about the founder
I had a dream about the organization.
The founder appeared in my dream. He was full of anger. Couldn’t control his anger anymore.
What’s weird was that he didn’t have a left hand. It looked like being amputated. Instead of his hand, his stick was attached. Did he lose his left hand?
I was in a room. Several secretaries were in the same room. I can’t recognize them anymore. Then, the founder entered the room. As he passed by me, he looked at my eye and said, “Get out of here right now” with an angry voice. His eyes were full of rage. I left.
Now three years have passed since I’ve left. I don’t feel any responsibilities on what’s happening in the organization now.