Good Karma Music Stories

The first act of kindnes I did was mawing the lawn for my stressed out mother. Which I do often, but this time, I did not only like to do it, I did it very mindful, viewing it as spiritual praxis.It was a much more enjoyable experience than usual.On the same day in the late evening, I was very angry. I felt mistreated by several people and I was hurt by my mother. Anger and sadness were dominating me. I was thinking about locking myself into my room and watching a lot of tv shows. But what I did was this: I printed one of my favourite bible verses and sayings of the budda for ca. 30 times and distributed them during the night amongst the village.My anger and sadness were very weakened by this act of kindness.Greetings,Michael

My father and mother divorced when I was two. The split was timultuous, my father successfully took and kept me from my mother for some time- causing her emmense saddness. While in his care betwen the ages of two and four I was exposed to drugs, violence, and lacked any form of discipline or consistency. I can recall being told to hide while police searched the home looking for me. Finally my mother was successful in getting me back. After that I did not see my father for years. Once in a while I would get a phone call with promises of a visit that would never come. Through out the years I developed an apathy towards him and I became un affected by his actions. After a while I began to grow compassion for him and understanding (it spawned from the intial pitty I felt for him).Now my father,old,lonely, and lost is in need of assistance. I have opened my home to him and welcomed him to stay. My father is now staying with my family- with us. I care for him, provide for him, and serve him. It is my pleasure to do this. To give him “a good life” or to show him what a “good life” can be. I do not hold resentment, I feel grateful that I can do this for him and hope that he spends his final days in peace.

i extractded some money from my bank account to buy a bike. i had leftover money. i went around handing it out to the poor people on the streets because I hope they could get something as good as my bike someday

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On Mother’s Day I wanted to do something special for my mom but i didn’t. So when she saw a purse she liked alot but cost too much I decided to use my birthday money to buy her the purse. She was really happy about that.

I hope it’s not too much to say that I grew up always trying to help people. Given the inevitable thoughts and actions of selfishness as a human, I have consistently tried to conscientiously help others, save the lives of animals, and be mindful of my actions. I therefore take the time to go out of my way to help others whenever they need help moving an object, or if they need help with a specific task.With that said, I am left seeking a meaningful life where I can effectively help a large population. I know spreading the Dharma is probably the best route for helping others, but I am still somewhat uncertain as to the direction I should go. Therefore, I am continuing my academic studies until such conditions spur my decision.

I am a nurse in an ICU in Berkeley.A few weeks ago I had a patient who came from a nursing home. This patien had previously had a stroke and was weak on her left side and since she came by ambulance to the ER thence to ICU she had left at the nursing home 3 uppper arm and bilateral leg splints, her lower dentures, glasses and denture adhesive. She had only one daughter not too involved with her who was gone for the next several days. After work I drove to the nursing home and gathered the listed items and then drove back to the hospital to bring them to her. I hope that it helped to relieve some of the discomfort for her at that time. It certainly made me happy to be of help.Jackie