Of Stickers and Odd Items
One day, the nun in charge of the monastery’s daily necessities and stationery went through items that had been collecting dust in the storeroom. She… Read More »Of Stickers and Odd Items
One day, the nun in charge of the monastery’s daily necessities and stationery went through items that had been collecting dust in the storeroom. She… Read More »Of Stickers and Odd Items
On the pure land of Amitabha, birds and trees utter sounds of dharma, the vibrating strings of Sarasvati’s zither deliver beautiful melodies, and the celestial… Read More »The Resounding Melody of Liberation
More than 30 years ago, my father was in a critical condition due to a sudden brain hemorrhage. Being a beginner in Buddhism then, I’d… Read More »What My Father Had Taught Me
I ducked head first into the passenger’s seat and gave dad a bear hug. “There is nothing more reassuring than being in your car, dad!”… Read More »“Hop on!”
One day, our nuns arrived at the hospital to visit patients who were severely ill. The ward was cold with an air of despair. Exhausted,… Read More »The Light of Great Compassion in the Ward
Teacher Zhen-Ru once said in Global Lamrim that Bodhisattvas Manjusri and Maitreya can take on infinite forms and roam the worlds so they can guide… Read More »A grand aspiration brings
In the monastery, our alarm is the sound of a wooden mallet striking against a wooden board. To wake immediately at the sound of the… Read More »To Wake at the Sound of the Board
I was a timid child growing up. Whenever my mom didn’t pick me up from school on time, I’d cry all the way home. Terrified,… Read More »Panic No More
“It’s totally not worth it if I were to lose my wisdom because of all this dust!” That day, when I came across the pile… Read More »Let No Dust Alight
One night, as I was getting ready for bed, I noticed a note on my desk. “Do you think the others would want to know… Read More »An Unsolicited Friend