Be a Lamp (Nirvana Sutra)
World Honored One Flicks Dirt with His Toe (Vimalakirti Sutra)
Order of Enlightenment (Maka Shikan)
Calming and Contemplation of Anger (Maka Shikan)
Effect of Thunderbolts on Ivory (Maka Shikan)
Blind Heir of a Wealthy Merchant (Maka Shikan)
Mongolian Wisdom (ancient sayings)
Mighty Bodhisattva Warriors (13th Dalai Lama)
Seeing Ourselves as Suchness (Shinnyo kan)
Wu-lung and I-lung (Writings of Nichiren Daishonin)
Parables:
The
Spider Thread
Mr.
Makiguchi and Fudo Myo-o
Taishaku
and the Fine Feathered Bird
Shakyamuni
and the Lovers
The
Parable of the Zither
SuShi
and the Buddhist Monk
Wo
and Jah
Stonecutter
(Tao of Pooh)
The
Dancing Monk and the Self-Denying Monk
24
Hours To Die
Essays:
The
Jewel and the Genome
Mantras
of Kitties
The
Mantras of Other Beings
The
Wave Theory of Karma
Water
Karma
Gandhi
on Anger
Buddhas'
Footprints
Connections
The
Great Wish, the DaiGohonzon, and the SGI
The
Gakkai Spirit
Humor:
The
Daimoku Parrot
The
Excommunicated Newlyweds
A Little Priest Fable
Rev. Kera* saw American Catholic nuns at a Zen Cemetery outside of Hokkaido. They had cameras around their necks and were taking pictures. He thought they looked fine in their habits.
He asked his tsuji master “If I am good all the time, how can I have challenges to overcome and grow as a human being?” Kera hoped his master would say, “You need a hobby.”
Instead his master looked sternly at him in silence then instructed “If you must have a vice, drink green tea.”
He knew his master would never understand photography. There was nothing in Buddhist scripture (that he knew of) that forbids a hobby. He hid his camera in the night sheets.
Years later, Kera traveled to America with a prominent lay leader. He was the first priest of his sect to come to America. The big hotel smelled funny and he was too excited to sleep.
He uncovered his camera in his suitcase and left the hotel to see and record in snapshots “America”. America was different than Japan.
As he walked he noticed two immodestly dressed women on a corner. The camera flashed – click click.
The women approached Kera and shouted: “Who are you taking pictures of? No one takes our picture without paying us. You owe us money.” They grabbed at his camera. Kera was frightened.
Fortunately, police officers arrived to stop the dispute. They took everyone down to the stationhouse.
Once there, Kera found a piece of
paper that had the name and phone number of a local lay believer. He pointed
to the paper until the police called the number. 
The lay believer was awakened by the call. When she arrived, one of the women pointed at Rev. Kera and shouted “He owes us money!”
The lay believer looked at Kera with disgust. She drove him back to his hotel. He did not know what to say.
Even though it was late, Kera put his camera away and prepared green tea.
As he drank, he thought about his
master’s wisdom.
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*Kera is "Cricket in English