
Who Tied You Up
This morning, while wiping my mala beads, a phrase suddenly surfaced in my mind. "Who tied you up?" Four words. Strange to say, but they floated up fr
Whatever comes to mind. Sometimes a story I read, sometimes something that came to me while holding my mala beads.

This morning, while wiping my mala beads, a phrase suddenly surfaced in my mind. "Who tied you up?" Four words. Strange to say, but they floated up fr

Behind that chubby, big-bellied, grinning Buddha at the temple entrance, there was a real person — a monk who carried a cloth bag and spent his life smiling. This is his story.

Su Dongpo thought he was enlightened and wrote a poem declaring "the eight winds cannot move me." Foyin replied with two words: "Bullshit." He immediately crossed the river to confront his friend. This ancient story feels like it's about me.

The Buddha scoops up a grain of sand from the Ganges and asks his disciples: How many grains are there? Uncountable, they reply. The karma of sentient beings, he says, is even more vast. Every grain is a cause; every drop of water is an effect.

Karma is not fatalism but a natural law about actions and consequences. This article clarifies common misconceptions, explores the relationship between karma and free will, and how to apply this wisdom in daily life.