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ment on the power of meditation. Since the workshop floor was bare earth, he planted and watered the seed there. Without any warning the seed sprouted and grew to be a mango tree of full height within half an hour, fully leaved and with flowers too! It bore fruit which was golden in hue, exactly like the description of the magical fruits of the Himavanta forest described in the Buddhist scriptures. Luang Phaw divided the mangoes so that everyone in the workshop had some. The taste was deliquescent! Even though Luang Phaw devoted the majority of his time to teaching and spreading the Dhammakāya tradition, he still took his responsibilities for governing the monastic community very seriously. He would walk around the temple every night, checking on the behaviour and wellbeing of the community. He expected to find intruders in the temple grounds — especially when it drizzled continuously. He said there are only two sorts of people who liked this sort of weather at night — thieves and adulterers. He would go out to check on the behaviour of the monks, novices, nuns and others in his care to see if anyone had gone out on midnight escapades — or, conversely, if anyone had been particularly diligent in their Pali studies. Luang Phaw would check all the rooms where the monks and novices stayed. If Luang Phaw saw light coming from a room and heard the sound of scripture repeated aloud, he would be enormously pleased. He would call that monk to meet him and would inquire about his wellbeing and give him special support in his studies. Some years when an especially large number of students succeeded in their studies, he would organize a ceremony of congratulation, present the