"I usually chant an hour of Daimoku in the morning and an hour in the evening. Tonight I didn't quite feel like chanting. I was having a hard time concentrating; I kept slipping off into a trance or something, and then a daydream. In all honesty, I was a little upset about some of the catty comments and infighting in this web group. But I took it to the Gohonzon, and chanted through it. I was tempted to stop after thirty minutes or so, but I lit another stick of incense and redoubled my efforts. Suddenly the heavens rained down mandarava flowers and I was surrounded by infinite numbers of Bodhisattvas. Shakamuni Butsu, Taho Nyorai, and I was at once the points of a single triangle, with Namu Myoho Renge Kyo vibrating in the middle. The Gohonzon had become three dimensional, and I was a part of it. I merged with the Gohonzon and became one with it. Namu Myoho Renge Kyo." -- believer who recently received the Gohonzon for the Transmission of the Dharma
“I met a woman once who had recently quit her fairly-new Nichiren [SGI] practice. When I asked her why, she told me that when she related her expressed desire to penetrate and actualize the Gohonzon, it had been met with suggestions that she would be better off chanting for a television set or a car.”– From newbuddhist.com under search Nichiren
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