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tive of mine. If it were my relative, they'd have a better name than that!" He raised his hands in a token gesture of prayer and left the kuti by the stairs. He was not seen again until everyone had almost forgotten the incident. After several months, he came to see Khun Yay again and furtively admitted, "Well! I've been making some enquiries. It turns out that I did have a relative by that name. He was called Rasamee and he was the temple MC. He died long ago. Well! I can't pretend to know whether he embezzled temple funds - but one thing is for sure - there's nothing you're going to say that is to convince me as to the existence of hungry ghosts!" Some guests would come asking Khun Yay's advice whether to undergo an operation or not. For some of them Khun Yay would ask, "What's the point of you having the operation - you'll recover even without one." Often they'd protest that they'd already made an appointment with the surgeon. Khun Yay would say merely, "It's up to you. If you're going for the operation, then repeat the mantra 'Samma-Araham' to yourself as you do so." Later, after returning from the operation they came back to Khun Yay and admitted that once the doctor had opened them up during surgery, they couldn't find the alleged abnormality. Khun Yay would say humbly, "Well! At least now you know what it's like to have an operation!" Khun Yay used the same principles she had learned from the Great Abbot of Wat Paknam to help alleviate the suffering of those who came to her for refuge. If the sick came to her, if they still had some remaining merit to remain alive, she would be able to help all of them to recover. This meant that