Ven. Acariya Mun - Spiritual Biography + photos

afraid that, in his condition, he might never wake up again. At
the time none of us there with him could figure out his reason
for staying awake all night. Only later did the real reason occur
to me.
At seven o’clock the next morning, several trucks from the
provincial highway department arrived to escort Ãcariya Mun
to Sakon Nakhon. Mrs. Num Chuwanon, as head of the escort,
invited him to ride in one of the vehicles. He readily agreed and
asked only whether there were enough vehicles to carry all of the
many monks who were scheduled to accompany him. He was
informed that three trucks had come. If these were not suffi-
cient to transport all the monks who wanted to go, a return trip
would be made to pick up the rest. Understanding the arrange-
ment, Ãcariya Mun remained silent. After the monks had eaten
their meal, a doctor injected him with a sedative so that he would
not be disturbed by the bumpy ride. In those days, the roads were
quite rough – full of potholes and in generally poor condition.
Having received the injection, he was placed on a stretcher and
carried out to one of the trucks parked at the edge of the field,
there being no road into the monastery. Soon after, he began to
fall asleep. The convoy of vehicles then began the trip to Sakon
Nakhon, arriving there at exactly noon.
Upon arrival, he was carried down from the truck and
placed, still sleeping, in a hut at Wat Suddhawat monastery. He
remained asleep the entire day, not waking until about midnight.
Within an hour of his waking those critical symptoms – of which
he had repeatedly forewarned his seemingly deaf and blind dis-
ciples – became more and more apparent, as if to say to us all:
Now do you see? This is why I kept insisting that you hurry to bring