Act of Kindness Stories
Act of Kindness Stories
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Brought tissue from an old lady
I was browsing some exhibition at the Library lobby, one old lady come across and ask me if I would like to buy some tissue paper from her, I brought 4 small packets from her, hope this can make her day bright. Amituofo.
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Mother of mine
My mother passed away exactly on christmas day 2012.we were having family brakfast together, my siblings and I and my mum and dad, little di we know that was the last time we see her too :(To commemorate her passing away I will pay my respect to her her daily for as long as I live, she ia a great mother and caring and protectively mother. Though she is no longer here, in my heart she is always there. Sadhu Sdahu Sadhu.Gilbert
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Sharing of Ven Heng Sure talk
Prior to attending talk earlier, I had sms-ed out to 20 – 30 friends and upon leaving I had sms-ed out for the 2 additional talks to also 20- 40 pax. There are some overlaps. These I sms-ed are in one way or another have interests or have attended some buddhist teachings in one way or another.The same way I got to know of this talk is through the sharing of a dharma sister Sumana.Thankfully, it is a good reminder to have strong resolution on Bodhicitta as it is crucial for us esp at such degeneracy of our times.
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Speaking Dharma
I plan to tell everybody who will listen about Buddhist Music and write songs to inspire people to bring forth the Bodhi Resolve.
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A Roof
When I was visiting Melbourne, I stayed at a hotel with my parents – in separate rooms. After my parents went to bed, and I went out for drinks with my friends, I met an Australian guy that was travelling around with a minimum amount of resources – money and clothes. He was a very nice and happy person, a free spirit. Not needing much to enjoy life. When the night ended, I asked him where he would stay tonight: he did not have a place to stay and was considering his options (which weren’t many). I invited him to stay at our hotel – which he gratefully accepted. We…
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Sharing is Caring
While being in university, my fellow classmates and I have less than optimal conditions for note-taking. I decided to record the classes and share it on a public platform for those who need it.
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A random act of kindness
Earlier today during carpentry class, I noticed a student was struggling on a particular cut. Without thinking about it, I stopped what I was doing and helped him out!
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When Bad Things Happen to Good People-the whole story
Last December I heard of a woman with a brain tumor and no family in a nursing home. My co-worker was going to take her to a concert, but the home wouldn’t let her leave. I thought it was unfair and decided to bring the concert to her. I took my kid and his friend to visit her last Christmas and sing to her. We decided to start going every month after that. Then, another kid joined us. Then we added a nursing home. Then we added another kid. Now I have 4 kids who go to two nursing homes every month for going on one year now. They play…
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The Life of Universal Loving
Since I have retired from teaching Philosophy, I have devoted my time to spreading the Dharma. I wrote a book on the Bodhisattva way of life and published it at my own expense as a gift to all sentient beings. The book is entitled, Ocean of Compassion: A Guide to the Life of Universal Loving. I have also started, at my own expense, a radio program called The Life of Universal Loving. It is at www.blogtalkradio.com/the-life-of-universal-loving. On this program, I give teachings on the Bodhisattva way of life and feature artists whose work and lives communicate spiritual messages. I also blog on the Bodhisattva way of life on the Huffington…
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No difference between here and there
I like to forget my good actions immediately after I’ve performed some. One summer night, 6:00 p.m. or so, I was returning from the gym. At that time, I lived together with my parents and had no job at all. Professional future was nothing but a wander. It´s very usual up here for many people to taste some smelling hot coffee with a sandwich at night, instead of dining.So, I was coming back home from an exercises routine and, halfway, under a roof with a huge hole in, inside an abandoned house´s dirty and stinky garage, there stood that old couple, forgotten by mankind, dressed in rags. I’ve seen animals…