Once upon a time in China there lived a certain king who had three daughters. The fairest and best of these was Kwan-yin, the youngest. The old king was justly proud of this daughter, for of all the women who had ever lived in the palace she was by far the most attractive. It did not take him long, therefore, to decide that she should be the heir to his throne, and her husband ruler of his kingdom. But, strange to say, Kwan-yin was not pleased at this good fortune. She cared little for the pomp and splendour of court life. She foresaw no pleasure for herself in ruling as a queen, but even feared that in so high a station she might feel out of place and unhappy. [click to continue…]
January 2009
In Moroco, in India, around 500 monks lived in a temple which was located six to seven miles away from the city. They were all strictly trained Picchu. Among them, there was one elder monk called Mokelu who was famous for his “stupidity.” No matter how hard people tried to teach him anything, he still did not get it. He could not even recite one single Zen proverb. Therefore, all the 500 Picchu looked down on him. Nobody liked to be with him. So he was a lonely person.
One day, the king sent envoys to invite all the monks to his palace. Mokelu was ashamed of his stupidity. He was afraid of joining the gathering. After everyone left, he was very sad. He found a rope, stood under a big tree and wanted to end his life. At that moment, the solemn Buddha appeared in front of him and scolded him seriously, “Mokelu, instead of cultivating yourself diligently and finding out your shortcomings, you are doing such a stupid thing.” Buddha stopped for a few seconds and continued, “You were a cultivator with broad and profound knowledge in your past life. But you did not want to teach others. You were very arrogant and scolded others. That is why you are stupid in you current life as punishment. You can not blame others for this. You have to deeply repent all your wrong doings. Ending your life can not end your crime. ”
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