Bodhi-Tree — Author Unknown
BODHIDHARMA left his robe and bowl to his chosen successor; and each patriarch thereafter handed it down to the monk that, in his wisdom, he had chosen as the next successor. Gunin was the fifth such Zen patriarch. One day he announced that his successor would be he who wrote the best verse expressing the truth of their sect. The learned chief monk of Gunin's monastery thereupon took brush and ink, and wrote in elegant characters:
"The Kings Three Questions" - Author Unknown
Once there lived a king, he had everything he wished for, but one fine day three questions came across his mind. The questions were:
1. What is the most important time?
2. Who is the most important person?
3. What is the most important thing to do?
FORCE by Deng Ming Dao
A sword is never sheathed
Until it has tasted blood.
A good swordsman
Is seldom seen with a sword.
What We Talk about When We Talk about God by Rob Bell
“This is one of the reasons we watch movies, attend recovery groups, read memoirs, and sit around campfires telling stories long after the fire has dwindled down to a few glowing embers. It’s written in the Psalms that “deep calls to deep,” …
“Kisa Gotami and the Mustard Seed” by Alex Teo
During Buddha’s time, there lived a woman named Kisa Gotami. She married young and gave birth to a son. One day, the baby fell sick and died soon after. Kisa Gotami loved her son greatly and refused to believe that her son was dead. She carried the body of her son around her village, asking if there was anyone who can bring her son back to life.
"The Prayer of St. Francis"
"The Prayer of St. Francis" by Francis of Assisi
The Prayer of St. Francis is one of the best known and best loved prayers in the world today. Attributed traditionally to St. Francis of Assisi (1181-1226), pictured above, its actual origins are much more recent. Nonetheless it beautifully reflects his devotion to God!
Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace;
Where there is hatred, let me sow love; …
"Hitcher" by Keith Basar
As I stand alone on an open highway,
a cool breeze wisps against a single descending tear,
as an accordion exhaling its final sounds.
Emptiness weakens and overwhelms me,
like molten lava being drawn gravitationally
to its climactic end.
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“Spirituality, Art and Healing” by Tamera.org
Behind the visible world there is a parallel world of undreamt possibilities, a reality largely unknown to us, from where growth, healing and insight emerge. To become able to carry out successful global healing work, we’re learning to cooperate with these universal powers. By discovering our creative process and sacred life force through thinking, spiritual and consciousness work, through art, music, theater and dance, and above all through building trust among people, we learn to connect the world that we create with the world that has created us.
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"Please Call Me by My True Names" by Thich Nhat Hanh
Do not say that I'll depart tomorrow
because even today I still arrive.
Look deeply: I arrive in every second
to be a bud on a spring branch,
to be a tiny bird, with wings still fragile,
learning to sing in my new nest,
to be a caterpillar in the heart of a flower,
to be a jewel hiding itself in a stone.
“A Poem” (title unknown) by Maurice Frydman
Heavy with the mud of many lands I was flowing lazily,
Making obstacles of myself out of my unholy accumulations.
Suddenly I awakened to the freshness of endless beauty,
And felt the eternal environment of endless peace.