Good Karma Music Stories

I have maken promise to myself that I pick up at least one trash a day. I know it is not enough that I remember that I don´t litter. I was at the park yesterday playing and I cleaned this little area from some candy papers. It came to my mind that we have all kind of trash: Also the things that we say can be considered to be as trash – some kind of noise we make can also be like trash to someones ears. I will continue to pick up at least one trash a day, but I will also pay more attention about other kind of trash.For example I wish no to yell too loud if it is not necessary and not to play music or tv too loud either, specially if there is other ones around.It is also important not to litter our inside. I have been thinking of being without candy for a while and save that money for better reasons, but I will start after I have had my birthday party next week. My cousin was without candy year and now she does not eat candy that much any more as she used to before. She does not need. So I will be more aware of all kind of trash.

I spent almost three weeks stewarding for two Theravada Buddhist monks from Abhayagiri monastery who are spending the rains retreat outside Portland, OR. During this time I worked constructing trails to the monks dwellings, prepared breakfast and tea and did other various tasks as needed.

My mother is 76, but she is really feeling her age. Since my father died last year she has also had to come to terms with losing her elder brother and two elder sisters. She worries about her health. She has reason to dwell on her health since she seems to have a series of visits to various medical specialists and she often needs to go to hospital. It’s all getting too much for her. She lives out of town, but today I gave her a surprise visit. When I rang her to ask whether I could visit, she didn’t want to trouble me, but in her voice she really needed my company. I travelled the 2 hours and when I arrived, the quiver in her voice made me feel that I was doing something very meaningful. After we chatted over a cup of coffee, I brought the conversation around to her health, but more importantly, how she worries about it, and creates her own anxiety about it. She likes to listen to me talk about Dharma, so I talked about old age, sickness and death being inevitable for all of us. We can’t avoid it. What we CAN avoid is the optional suffering of worry and anxiety about possible future aches and pains. Endless “what if …” thoughts running through the mind. I also talked about how we can be mindful of the here and now and 100% be with those we care about. So she started to understand that the worries and anxieties don’t exist outside, they are within, and they are caused by our old habit patterns. She could see how being mindful was better for her AND better for those around her who care for her. She could see this was the spiritual and compassionate path. She got it. She felt much better. It was in her face. What a hug I got when I left her to return home. So … this is a small but important act which can make a difference. Let’s all remember our parents while we still have the time to show our gratitude!!!with loving kindnessBrian WhiteSydney, Australia

I had a major sickness two years ago then I had chance to read more books about Buddhism. I felt gradually like to learn more about it and felt more peaceful.

Saturday we hosted the dharma of the great rev Heng Sure.

Recently my daughters and myself have been transcribing dharma talks for a Sangha in a different city where we live. We do that because we hope their gentle words can help and comfort others.If only the news had five minutes of calming words each night! To honor the Triple Gem is a great practice. The transcribing has taught us patience, endurance, forbearance. It teaches one to be present in the moment transcribing the correct words. Thank you Hueng Sure for this wonderful album and your talents. We hoep some day you do She Carries me on a CD as well!

Yesterday it was pouring with rain. When I cameback to the office after buying my lunch I met a lady who looked troubled. She didn’t have any umbrella and had to go out. I lend her my umbrella. After an hour she returned it and she was very grateful.