A happy Hawai’ian Christmas story from 2018.
A small story from Kaua’i on the simple life.
As the rest of the song goes.. “And I don’t know when I’ll be back again.” And so, “This is where the story ends…” or does it?
This past July, I had an old friend named Ian Sloan (previously Venerable Visarada ) visit me in Kauai. He disrobed after being a monk for 25 years. He disrobed because of a conflict of philosophy about what happens at death. It was a combination of accounts from past life regressions in hypnotherapy, what he has read by Edgar Cayce, and the event of his father’s death. He seems to appreciate the Near Death Experiences which can still be explained partially with Buddhism, but he felt it was time to disrobe. Although most people suspect women are the cause for […]
Recently, I ran into a very angry man who came out of his house yelling at me and coming closer and closer. Eventually, I won the fight with my two big weapons, loving-kindness and my commitment of being free from money for all these years. I have been going for alms in this neighborhood for a little over a year now, and while I did have two girls yell at me, they did not leave their property boundary. Later, I switched to a new street in the same neighborhood as I explained in my last story. However, things were […]
Can a family in the West automatically know how alms are given in the East without ever knowing? Read on to find out what inspires me.
I am living in Lihue now and my life has changed. Here is the story.
I recently legally changed my name to Bhante Bhikkhu Subhuti. Find out more.
Today is my 18th anniversary from when I first ordained as a monk. I reflect on my time spent in Kauai, Hawaii, the progress, and its value to me.
Would using a mixing bowl instead of a traditional monk’s alms bowl be more effective as a way to collect alms? This article looks at this issue.