This isn’t a story so much about my own act of kindness as it is about a group of boys who made a difference. I am an English teacher at a small school in rural Missouri. Though teaching is my first love, I also am the assistant high school football coach. Last year during the first day of football practice, we had a small, quiet sophomore boy come out for football who had never played an organized sport before. I had taught this boy in my English class the year before, and he was a delight to have in class–inquisitive and knowledgeable about a wide range of subjects. His years…

I just read the story about returning a wallet outside a bookstore, and it reminded me of the same thing -just at Border’s instead of Barnes & Noble. Just like the other story, I took the wallet off the sidewalk and brought it in for the store to return to the owner.

My mother had a an operation for a degeneration of the macular holein her eye. On discharge from hospital, she was required to sit athe table at home and barely move so as not to upset things. I did the cooking cleaning and other things. after all I put her through and her bringing me back, it’s the least I could do.

When I was at the City of Ten Thousand Buddhas in June, I remember helping an elderly nun transport some gardening stuff in my car…she was so sweet about it, asking why I was at the City and what I was doing there (I often asked myself those same questions:). She had placed some plastic bags in my trunk, so her ‘gardening dirt’ wouldn’t get all over my car. She was also seemingly surprised that a stranger would help her out like that, yet wanting me to see her garden and informing me how much work it was to keep it up. And I thought, gosh, her life is so…

living in nyc i myself start living in my own world as many of my fellow neighbors do… Off to work, to lunch, to dinner, to somewhere and normally not stopping in between. Not being available to others as I’m either listening to music or eyes only looking at my path. Most of the time as I’m on my run I’m not bing present for others or really myself…As there are angels in the world one has to have his or her eyes open to see. My act of kindness was smiling at a person who I didn’t know was lost and felt able to approach me… I was able…

After steps on the path of transformation,and feelings of anger and frustration.Pointing out my finger to the world,due to not being able to cope with the hurt.I have decided to change my ways, I let go and I give praize, to all that comes to my road, with very little material things I float.Between darkness and bright, I try to be always close to the light, I hope that this time I do it right. For a tiger doesnt really fight. No need to fear, I live inside…..

Last week I attended the Guan Yin Bodhisattva Recitation Session at CTTB for the first time. It was wonderful for me to devote an entire week to loving compassion and hold her name for as long of every day as I could (and my level of practice allowed). During the meditations, I would sometimes be able to hold her name sincerely the whole time, and to begin to turn my hearing around so that I wasn’t reaching out with it as much. When this didn’t work though, sometimes I would give in to my false thinking and walk along with my thoughts, indulging in them. One time, I began thinking…

Although I couldn’t recall what year it was, however, I know that it was on a Saturday, and my dad and I were driving back home from my Chinese school. As we were finishing up the last stretch, suddenly two sparrows flew right into our direction! My dad slammed the brake and thought the two birds flew away. On the other hand, I had this feeling that he ran over a bird because I didn’t see the second bird escape. As my dad finished parking the car, I stepped out and quickly ran to the place where we encountered the two birds. I scanned across the road and soon noticed…

i am a buddhist, i believe budda, i have adepressive disease,last year, my disease was breakout at the highest point, i pray to the budda, after 3 months, my disease disappeared, my life attitude changed, i appreciated the budda’s power. it gives me the peaceful feeling.

I found a wallet with money and cards(ID & credit) in the restroom at Barnes & Noble. I took it to the information desk and they contacted the owner.