Good Karma Music Stories

Some days back I had went to a shop to buy goods, while returning a person approached me, and asked me for me some financial help. I helped that person with some money with which he could get some comfort. He smiled and thanked me !

I was walking down the street, tryig to concentrate on the sensation on my feet, and I heard unusual psychedelic music, and my concentration got deeper. I could not help myself, gave them all my change and hugged them. Then I ran home a took a box of organic gemaicha tea and gave them to these buskers and chatted with them. I offered them a couch for a night but they traveled to another city.

I just donated some money to a disabled performer on the streets =).

Finding the dharma with mixed cultures and settings to continue to practice in a home life setting.

I baked cakes today and gave them to the cleaners in my building. I chatted with them occasionally and gave them cakes before, so today was really sweet, because they still remember me after some months not seeing one another. They taught me a few things about plants and how they took care of the building. They also have brilliant smiles, even if their work is a lot more physically demanding than mine.

While swimming in our community swimming pool, we discovered a completely naked teenager peeping at us across the gate. Alarmed, my husband decided to approach the man to see what he after. The teenager did not speak at all and seemed lost, shy, and confused. Furthermore, he defecated on the walkway leading to the swimming pool. Instead of calling the police or security guard, my husband determined that the teenager has no intention to harm. He remembered seeing a a car with bumper sticker that said “proud parent of autistic kid”. Making the connection, he decided to lead the young man to the house near the aforementioned parked car. When he knocked on a door, he discovered a tired and apologetic mom who had fell asleep and forgotten to lock the back gate, leading to her son’s escape. Relieved, my husband was glad to solve this mystery. Furthermore, he cleaned up his defecation on the street so that no careless children or adults would have the misfortune to step on it.

On a chilly rainy day here, I just felt like cooking lentil vegetable soup for the six of us in an office apartment. They are my former colleagues and their spouses, and still good friends a year after I left the company. It was a simple, wholesome vegan meal, and we sat around a warm table while the Californian rain pours outside. Family style. I was very happy during the cooking, meal, and clean-up, as old friends come together to “break bread together”. So simple, so good! Thank you for the prompt and nudge, which put the idea in my mind in the first place!