Sutras and Commentaries:
  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)

  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

  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
  The Great Wish, the DaiGohonzon, and the SGI
  The Gakkai Spirit

  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.


*Kera is "Cricket in English