There is an old Native American tale – the tale of two wolves fighting. It is a tale of great insight and great meaning. An old Cherokee decided to teach his grandson a great wisdom, so he sat him down and said: “There is a terrible fight within me, my...
Today I was reading about the Buddhist monks and remembered how the only possession that they are allowed to have is their alms or what people call “begging bowls”. Every day they’d go to near village and collect donations in their alms, as people...
“Why do people suffer? Is it karma? What is the purpose of suffering?” people sometimes ask me. And I ask myself that too. I never liked talking about this and I don’t feel it’s appropriate to talk to someone about their karma. In fact, I think...
As I pass through the backyard heading home I see a little sparrow lying on the walkway. Not moving. I kneel next to it as my heart sinks hoping it’d move and fly away; hoping it isn’t dead but may be it is just … resting? But still, the sparrow is not moving. I look...