Good Karma Music Stories

  • I didn’t get angry (11/22/2009) by fedde from Leeuwarden, Holland

    (again a story from me, 3rd time, this time to pass on to a new friend for his birthday – so here’s the story:)I was volunteering at a school in a project about injustice in the world. A macho-type guy from a grade which was not in the project came up and started telling me i’m a hippie – obviously and intentionally trying to insult me. It didn’t take effort not to use anger in responding. 🙂 may all beings have non-anger. Amituofo

  • anger is bad news (11/6/2009) by Max from Northampton, USA

    i was all angry at this guy for derailing some process that i thought i wanted to happen, and it messed up my shoulders and the world got dark. totally bad news. then it was remembered to me the dalai lama said about the chinese that people who seem to be mean to you are good teachers, and then this other thing from some other text that said if people abuse you in public you should say, ‘yeah, well, you’re right probably, ok, thanks!’. ha ha! now i’m not angry at all. i guess this is just kindness to myself, but maybe it counts? i certainly won’t yell at that guy or anything. he’s just doing his best! thanks!

  • Laung Pho (10/22/2009) by Sumano Bhikku from Fresno, United States

    Today I helped Laung Pho to the meditation hall, this makes me feel like im doing something kusala (wholesome) at this time my mind was not affected by lust, hate or greed.

  • Teaching the Dharma to all who walk by (10/21/2009) by All is buddha from Woodbridge, USA

    I attend college in Poultney Vt. About everyday I sit in zazen on a hill where people frequently pass by. Sometimes people come up to me and ask questions about meditation and the practice of mindfullness but other times I simply preach by smiling and saying no words at all to those who walk by. I also practice this on the steps of the dining hall. I wrote a poem on the experience. The Step SutraStraight spine on the stairsPillars, lotus womb andBodies grooved into their rightful points of theuniverse. A passerbyasks “What are you doing?”I smile spine erectreply “just sitting here.”Not useless babble but compassionate sermon!My sermon my sutraSmile at all the passerbyRevolve around your heart

  • Loud kindness (10/18/2009) by Djiyu V. Arntsen from Oslo, Norway

    A good friend of mine and I were sitting at a busy cafe in downtown Oslo. We had been discussing our different perspectives on our buddhist practices and on how to better introduce buddhism to the growing Norwegian laity. At some point in the evening a group of friends sitting to the table on my right rise to leave. In the corner of my eye I see that one of the girls has unknowingly dropped her purse under her chair. I interrupt the interesting conversation I was having by rushing over, getting the purse and calling in not a quiet voice across the cafe “Your purse!”. Needless to say she was happy and grateful, although slightly flummoxed by my loud behaviour. I felt happy and a bit surprised by my behaviour for I am usually a very reserved and quiet person. But it was also a nice mundane reminder, that kindness does not always have to be appropriate to the social situation, and an act of kindness does not necessarily have to be a comfortable act. A kind act is not, at least on the face of things, always in keeping with ones character either. To break with social norms and personality traits, it seems to me, is sometimes necessary for kind acts to come about. Of course it helped to have a good friend to give me a pat on the back, while letting the cafe resume it’s usual buzzing. Our conversation took a turn into the teachings of karma, naturally.

  • Dear reader, before reading, please go look at the sky for a second… (10/8/2009) by D. Richford from West Islip, United States of America

    This story isn’t really about an act of kindness *I* did, but two that two people did for me yesterday and today. For the last few years, I’ve been telling my friends at university, through text-messages or SMS, to look at the sky whenever I think it’s particularly beautiful: an almost unnatural greenish-yellow haze near the horizon blending to an unnaturally deep purple on perfectly clear days, towering thunderclouds, those almost-completely-white overcast days that make every tree and building look like it’s been painted on paper–the universe’s canvas. I’ve had a fascination with the sky ever since going to Texas, where the sky is HUGE beyond description. (I live in New York, so my sky before going to Texas had always been hemmed in by trees and buildings, and hadn’t had the same gravity.) Some friends, as you would expect, find this annoying, but others like it and actually do go look at the sky. Some tell me it reminds them of “the little things.” One, who sent me a message yesterday, told me the messages helped her remember not to take everything in her life too seriously, to the point of constantly worrying about every little thing. Other friends have started to reply: “Oh, yes. Very beautiful! =) ” So the acts of kindness I received yesterday and today were from a friend in Nebraska (who’s sky is radically different from mine because of the 1,300 mile distance between us), who said, “The sky here is amazing tonight,” and from my girlfriend, who said, “Look at the sky. Wow.” So, reader, check the sky out–it’s beautiful!

  • Small Act of Kindness (10/6/2009) by James Baker from Opelika, USA

    My Wife left our house for a Doctor’s appointment. I didn’t wake her up in time to get there without rushing. While she was on her way, I called the doctor’s office telling them that she might be late. When she arrived, the receptionist told her that her Husband informed them that she would be there.Everything turned out okay. My Wife thanked me. Small act of Kindness