Cloud

by Andy Gyoyo Sensei My mother is an artist and sees the world through her unique perspective. She looks at seemingly disparate patterns and challenges us to see what she sees… “See that cloud? What do you see?” Quite frankly, I never see what she sees and often I see no pattern at all so…

Gratitude

by Seiyo Thomas Sensei Gratitude has always been a shortcoming of mine.  Recently, however, this has begun to change slowly.  With this in mind, I have started to have thoughts of things that I need to be grateful for as I travel on my current path. Shakyamuni Buddha tells a story of how lucky one…

Acknowledging Limitation

Niko Byoyo Sensei Recently, our group has been exploring the topic of realizing enlightenment through any means we have. As a group, humans tend towards the dramatic and glamorous so sometimes we think we will get to enlightenment by a grand gesture or event. I have been exploring the concept of enlightenment through acknowledging limitations over…

Opening Buddha

by Ajita Choyo To glimpse the Dharma is to gleam the Buddha. I would like to look at the word “Buddha” as it appears cross-culturally. Those who follow the Noble Eightfold Path of Buddhism know the word “Buddha” to mean “the one who is awake” or “the enlightened one”. Buddha is awake to Absolute Truth/Reality….

For My Sensei

By Paul Toyo  In this adaptation of an ancient story, the teacher is compared to a host in his own house. The guests are those who are trying to study the Way. The guests are people who have never been in a house before and they only have vague ideas about what a house may be. Nevertheless,…

Look Deeply

by Ginny Parkum It’s early August in Harrisburg. At Wildwood Lake, the green sea of tall lotus plants are in full bloom, creamy yellow-white flowers following the sun as it crosses the blue sky, some leaves wrapped tight as sausages, most slowly waving like bright parasols over the murky water. These are real American lotus, Nelumbo lutea,…

Buddhist Traveler

by Toyo Teru  I am a traveler of sorts. I have traveled through myself. I have traveled across many pages of books. I have traveled the endless sky as I lay on my back gazing upward at a perfect sky. I have traveled in the memories of yore. I have traveled with many of whom have…

Faith.

by Douglas Kuyo Sensei   Growing up, I had no exposure to any particular religious faith. I’m not sure what my mother was brought up to believe, but my father’s father was a clergyman and educator, one of whose books, “What Jesus Taught” is in my possession. He was Pastor at the Third Unitarian Church…

The Soundless Piano 

by Dave Nichiyo Sensei The other day my seven year old son, Conal, asked me to come and look at something in the dining room. “Watch this,” he said, standing at the piano with a big smile. He proceeded to press five keys, one at a time, all the way down without making a sound. “That’s…

The Buddha Has no Voice

by Levi Shinyo Sensei, I’m an avid reader, both fiction or nonfiction. And ever since I was young I’ve had an enormous imagination, one which I’ve been lucky enough to retain in part as I’ve aged. Ever since I was able to read by myself I’ve been able to create vivid movies and scenes in…