Buddhism, Multidimensional Space, and the Science of Consciousness

Modern scientists suggest there may be multidimensional spacetime. The world we perceive in our daily lives consists of three dimensions of space—length, width, and height—plus one dimension of time, forming what we call four-dimensional spacetime.

For most people, it is nearly impossible to imagine what multidimensional space could be like. Even scientists struggle to describe how such realms might appear.

Yet once, while I was reading a Buddhist sutra, I felt as though I glimpsed something of this mysterious idea.

In the Vimalakirti Sutra, it is recorded that Manjushri Bodhisattva led 8,000 bodhisattvas, five hundred arhats, and countless heavenly beings to visit the ailing lay master Vimalakirti.

Vimalakirti lived in a small chamber. He invited everyone to enter. Miraculously, they all went inside, but the room did not grow any larger. No one felt crowded or obstructed, and everyone saw Vimalakirti sitting directly before them.

Manjushri and Vimalakirti engaged in profound dialogue about the Dharma. Later, Vimalakirti displayed astonishing spiritual powers, bringing seats, exquisite foods, and treasures from distant worlds into that same room.

It was absolutely astonishing—like witnessing the seamless merging of multiple dimensions.

Throughout Buddhist history, many great masters have demonstrated abilities that seem to transcend space and time.

For example, there is the story of Milarepa, Tibet’s most renowned yogi. When he was welcoming his disciple Rechungpa back from India—where Rechungpa had traveled to collect scriptures—an incredible event took place.

Rechungpa carried the scriptures on his back as he crossed the vast grasslands. When he saw Milarepa waiting for him, he was overjoyed. Eagerly, he described how he had met the great master Tilopa. With visible pride, he declared:

“In the past, Tilopa did not transmit this Dharma to Master Marpa, but now he has passed it on to me!”

His words brimmed with arrogance.

As they walked together, Milarepa noticed a broken yak horn on the ground and asked Rechungpa to pick it up. Rechungpa couldn’t see the point and made excuses not to touch it. Silently, Milarepa bent down, picked it up himself, and carried it along.

Suddenly, the sky darkened. Thunder boomed, lightning flashed, and hailstones the size of eggs pounded them mercilessly. Rechungpa was battered and bruised.

When the storm finally ended, he looked around—Milarepa had vanished. Alarmed, he began calling out.

Then, Milarepa’s calm voice rose from the little yak horn at his feet:

“Why are you so flustered? Come in here and take shelter.”

Rechungpa stared in disbelief. The opening of the horn was barely larger than a fist. How could he possibly fit inside?

He bent down to look, and to his amazement, he saw an endless green meadow within—stretching as far as the eye could see. Milarepa sat serenely in meditation.

But no matter what he tried, Rechungpa could not enter.

In that instant, all his pride dissolved. Humility and awe took its place.

Milarepa finally emerged and said with a gentle smile, “Did you see? My little yak horn turned out to be quite useful after all.”

Even in our time, extraordinary manifestations still occur.

H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III has demonstrated countless inconceivable displays of supreme Buddha Dharma.

Ruzun Ruo Hui, the abbess of Hua Zang Si (in San Francisco) shared one remarkable example in Interviews with Buddhist Disciples (Episode 78).

Around 1995, about a dozen people were gathered together in a room, respectfully listening to the recorded Dharma discourse Expounding the Absolute Truth through the Heart Sutra.

Halfway through, the entire house vanished. All the walls and structures simply disappeared, and everyone found themselves sitting under the open sky.

Above them, Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva appeared, standing in the air, radiating boundless light while auspicious clouds billowed around.

For nearly an hour, Avalokiteshvara remained visible, bestowing blessings. No sounds of the street—no passing cars or footsteps—could be heard. The only sound was the voice of H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III expounding the Dharma.

It was clear that everyone present had entered another dimension altogether.

Moments like these show us that the universe is far more profound than what our senses can grasp.

I believe Buddhism is deeply scientific—not superstition. Just because today’s scientists cannot yet explain these phenomena does not mean they are unscientific.

On the contrary, Buddhist wisdom offers an entirely different lens through which to explore reality. It can inspire modern science to uncover new methods and fresh insights to understand the universe’s deepest mysteries.

If we open our hearts and minds, perhaps Buddhist teachings will one day help humanity discover shortcuts to truths that today seem unimaginable.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2025/07/03/buddhism-multidimensional-space-and-the-science-of-consciousness/

The Power of a Good Mindset in Times of Conflict

My friend Wendy used to be very emotional and overly cautious. But in recent years, she has undergone an astonishing transformation.

One day, when we met up, she shared a story that showed me just how much she has changed.

At the end of last year, Wendy finally decided to buy her daughter-in-law the new car she had dreamed of for so long. The whole family welcomed the New Year with excitement and joy.

That day, her daughter-in-law drove the car out to register it, while Wendy stayed home reading stories to her granddaughter.

Not long after, the phone rang. On the other end, her daughter-in-law’s voice trembled with panic:

“While turning, I got hit by a truck going straight. The entire front bumper is smashed. It’s all our fault. Mom, I’m too scared to come home—your son is going to be furious.”

Wendy replied calmly, “As long as you’re okay, that’s what matters. Just come home.”

A while later, her son returned from work. Before he could react, Wendy sent her granddaughter over to ask him to tell her a story about a carpenter.

He couldn’t resist her pleading eyes and began reading in an animated voice:

“There was a kind-hearted carpenter who, though already old, still had no house and couldn’t find a wife. His elderly mother was terribly worried. Finally, a young woman agreed to marry him—but only if he could provide a home.

So the carpenter worked tirelessly, chopping and hammering for two months until he built a beautiful wooden house. One day, while he was out, a fire broke out next door and burned his house to the ground.

People thought he would collapse in despair, but instead, he searched through the charred remains. Everyone was puzzled—what could he possibly be looking for? At last, he found an unburned axe and exclaimed with relief, ‘I finally found you!’

People thought he must be crazy—his house was gone, and he was happy just to find an axe? The carpenter said, ‘As long as I’m here and I have my axe, why would I worry about not having a house?’”

Just then, the daughter-in-law slipped quietly back into the house, looking like a child who had done something wrong.

When her son learned what had happened, he exploded:

“You’re such a spendthrift! No brains at all! So careless—on the very first day, you wrecked a car worth hundreds of thousands!”

Wendy looked at her son calmly and asked:

“Are you done yet? The car is already damaged—will shouting fix it?

Just a minute ago, you were telling your daughter that as long as you have an axe, you can build another house. Now you’ve turned into a chameleon—how will you teach her in the future?

What’s more important: people or cars? A damaged car can be repaired or replaced. But if something had happened to your wife, this family would be over.

It’s the New Year. What matters most is that we are safe, healthy, and together. Everything else is just material. You should be grateful she came home without a scratch. So many people are facing life-and-death partings right now. Be content.”

Her son made a face and joked, “Mom, ever since you started practicing Buddhism, you’ve changed. You’re always siding with your daughter-in-law—have you forgotten you have a son? I feel like I’m adopted!”

Wendy rolled her eyes at him, and the whole family burst into laughter as they sat down to dinner.

Later, Wendy told me that after studying Buddhism, she finally understood how to let go of the suffering that comes from clinging to the self and how to transform afflictions into wisdom.

I watched in amazement as what could have been a chaotic family argument dissolved effortlessly in her hands. In the end, everyone was able to celebrate the New Year in peace and joy.

Life will always bring troubles and joys. A grateful and content mindset makes happiness bloom everywhere, while a lack of appreciation can turn even good fortune into heartache.

Hearing Wendy’s story reminded me how powerful a positive mindset can be in times of conflict. I hope more families can draw on the wisdom of the Dharma to transform challenges into understanding, live long lives free from illness, and enjoy peace, prosperity, and lasting happiness.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2025/07/01/the-power-of-a-good-mindset-in-times-of-conflict/

The Choice Between Giving and Receiving

When I was a child, I heard a folk story that has stayed with me ever since.

One day, King Yama summoned two little spirits and said to them:

“I will let you be reborn as humans. One of you will be someone who always has things to give to others. The other will be someone who often receives things from others. It’s up to you—choose the kind of person you wish to become.”

As soon as Ghost A heard this, he dropped to his knees, clasped his hands, and pleaded earnestly:

“Your Majesty Yama! I beg you—please let me be the one who can receive things from others!”

Ghost B stood quietly for a moment, thinking it over. Finally, he said:

“Since my companion wishes to be the one who receives, I will choose to be the one who gives to others.”

King Yama struck his desk with a resounding clap and pronounced his judgment:

“I decree that Ghost A will be reborn as a beggar, so he may always ask others for help. Ghost B will be reborn into a wealthy family, so he may frequently give and support those in need.”

The two little spirits were stunned into silence.

This story reveals a truth many people overlook: in our world, most would rather take from others, believing that giving is a kind of loss. Yet the modern Buddhist master, Master Hongyi, once said:

“I don’t know exactly what makes a noble person, but I believe someone who is willing to suffer a loss in all things surely is one. I don’t know exactly what makes a petty person, but someone who always seeks an advantage must be one.”

In reality, a person with a grateful heart who is willing to share joy with others will discover even greater joy—because they can find happiness in the happiness of others.

The spirit of Buddhism elevates the practice of giving and receiving to its highest form. H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III made this profound vow:

“All karmic offenses and sins created by sentient beings, I will bear.
All the virtuous deeds and merits I have cultivated, I will give entirely to you.”

H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III wishes to give all good things to sentient beings and to take upon Himself all their suffering and negativity.

Everything He thinks in His mind, speaks with His mouth, and does with His body is dedicated to one purpose: eradicating selfish attachment, relieving the suffering of all beings, bringing them happiness, and increasing their blessings and wisdom.

May our world be filled with kindness and peace. May all beings everywhere be safe, auspicious, and free from suffering.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2025/06/27/the-choice-between-giving-and-receiving/


The Mirror of the Heart: A Lesson from a Single Father

A single father had just lost his job. All day, he wandered the streets, clinging to the hope that he might find work. But as the sun set, he returned home empty-handed.

Defeated and exhausted, he stepped into a small tavern, spent his very last coin, and finally stumbled back to his modest home.

That evening, he discovered that his son’s grades had slipped. He didn’t say a word. Instead, he shot the boy a harsh glare before collapsing into bed without another thought.

The next morning, out of habit, he opened his diary and wrote:

March 7, Tuesday.
This is the worst day ever. Lost my job, out of money, no work to be found, and my son is a disappointment. A day of utter discouragement.

After his son left for school, he happened to notice the boy’s diary lying open on the table. Curious, he began to read:

March 6, Monday.
Today, on my way to school, I helped a blind man cross the street. I was so happy. My grades weren’t good this time. I told Dad, and he didn’t scold me. He looked at me with such deep affection. I felt so encouraged. I’m determined to study hard so I won’t let him down.

Affection? the father thought, bewildered. I was glaring at him in frustration. How could he have seen that as love?

He turned another page:

March 5, Sunday.
The old grandpa next door is playing the violin better and better. He’s so old but still practices so diligently. I really want to learn from him.

His heart sank as he flipped to his own entry from that same day:

March 5, Sunday.
That annoying old man next door is playing that wretched violin again. On my only day off, he won’t even let me sleep in peace. So hateful—I wish I could smash that stupid instrument.

In that moment, the father felt the weight of shame press him down onto the bed. He was in his fifties, yet his spirit had been broken by hardship—his mindset darker and more defeated than that of his young child.

He realized, with painful clarity, that he had been looking at life through a lens clouded by bitterness. And that lens had distorted everything.

Deeply remorseful, he resolved to learn from his son—to face every trial with acceptance and gratitude instead of resentment. He knew he could no longer wear the mask of anger while searching for work. No matter how difficult life became, he would choose a sunnier disposition.

And when your mindset changes, everything changes.

The very next day, he found a suitable job. He began to meet life’s challenges with a heart full of gratitude.

Life is like a mirror: when you smile at it, it smiles back. When you cry, it weeps with you.

The human heart is also a mirror, reflecting the world within us. It reveals whether we carry kindness or bitterness, whether we live in light or in darkness.

With a single thought, we can create heaven or hell. Everything depends on whether we imprison or liberate our own hearts.

In the end, we are the creators of our own destiny.

Link: https://peacelilysite.com/2025/06/27/the-mirror-of-the-heart-a-lesson-from-a-single-father/

Wealth Without Integrity: A Cautionary Tale from the Buddha

The Buddha once taught at the Jeta Grove in Anathapindika’s Park in the kingdom of Shravasti. At that time, there lived a wealthy elder whose fortune was immeasurable. He had five intelligent daughters but no sons. Upon his passing, the law dictated that if no male heir existed, the family estate would be seized by the state. However, the elder’s wife was pregnant. His daughters humbly petitioned the king to delay the confiscation until the child was born.

Not long after, a baby boy was born. Yet to everyone’s shock, the child was severely deformed—he had no eyes, ears, tongue, hands, or feet, only male genitals. Despite this, the king acknowledged him as the rightful heir, saving the family’s wealth. The boy was named Mantuipili.

Puzzled by this karmic outcome, an elder approached the Buddha and asked, “Why would a child be born into such wealth, yet with such tragic physical deformities?”

The Buddha then revealed a powerful story from a distant past:


In a previous life, there were two noble brothers: Dhanavasita, the elder, and Shilavasita, the younger. Dhanavasita was known for his honesty and generosity from a young age. He gave freely to the poor and upheld moral integrity. Because of his character, the king appointed him as a judge, and people trusted his word above all else. At that time, written debt contracts were unnecessary—a judge’s witness sufficed.

One day, a merchant preparing for a sea voyage borrowed a large sum from Shilavasita. Bringing his young son and the money, Shilavasita went to Dhanavasita and asked, “Brother, this merchant has borrowed money. Please bear witness. If anything happens to me, ensure my son receives what is owed.”

Dhanavasita agreed. Soon after, Shilavasita passed away. The merchant’s ship was wrecked in a storm, and he barely survived, returning empty-handed. Out of compassion, Shilavasita’s son decided not to demand repayment while the merchant was destitute.

Years later, the merchant sailed again and returned wealthy. Believing the boy had forgotten or was too kind to collect the debt, the merchant decided to test him. He paraded into the city riding a jeweled horse, dressed in luxurious robes. Seeing this, the boy sent someone to request the repayment.

The merchant, seeking to avoid repayment, schemed to silence the judge. He offered a precious gem worth 100,000 silver coins to Dhanavasita’s wife, asking her to persuade the judge not to testify. She warned, “My husband is a man of virtue, but I’ll try.”

That evening, she told the judge. Dhanavasita was unwavering: “I was made a judge because of my honesty. I cannot speak even a single false word.” She returned the gem.

The merchant returned with a gem worth 200,000 silver coins, and the wife—overcome by greed—accepted. That night, she again tried to persuade her husband. He refused once more, saying, “If I lie, I will lose all honor in this life and suffer in future lives.”

In desperation, the wife threatened, “If you don’t comply, I’ll kill our child and take my own life!” Dhanavasita was heartbroken. He agonized: “If I refuse, I lose my child. If I agree, I lose my integrity and invite endless suffering.”

Overwhelmed, he gave in.


The merchant, emboldened, paraded through the streets again—this time on a jewel-adorned elephant. The boy approached him: “It’s time to repay the debt.”

Feigning confusion, the merchant said, “What debt? Who witnessed this?”
The boy replied, “My father and I gave you the money, and my uncle, the judge, was the witness.”
The two went before the judge. The boy recounted the event.
To his shock, the judge responded, “I know nothing of this matter.”
The boy cried out, “Uncle! You saw it with your own eyes and agreed to witness it. How can you deny this?”
The judge replied coldly, “That never happened.”

In deep pain, the boy exclaimed, “You were trusted for your integrity and chosen to judge others. If you betray your own nephew, how many others have suffered injustice? The truth will be known in time.”


The Buddha then turned to the elder and said: “Do you know who that judge was? He is now the deformed child, Mantuipili. Because he uttered just one false word, he fell into the great hell realms and endured tremendous suffering. For five hundred lifetimes, he was born with severe deformities. Yet due to his past acts of generosity, he continued to be born into wealthy families.

This is the law of karma. Good and evil never cancel each other out—each brings its own result, no matter how long it takes.

Therefore, practice diligently. Guard your body, speech, and mind. Never create evil karma lightly.”


This profound tale offers a timeless lesson. A single dishonest act can result in unimaginable suffering, even over lifetimes. On the other hand, a heart inclined toward generosity continues to yield blessings, regardless of outer form.

Buddhism teaches us to live with integrity, mindfulness, and compassion—not only for the peace of this life, but for the well-being of lives to come.

link: https://peacelilysite.com/2025/06/25/wealth-without-integrity-a-cautionary-tale-from-the-buddha/

Two Miraculous Healings by H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III — A Grateful Disciple’s True Account

H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III Wan Ko Yeshe Norbu Holiest Tathagata is truly a Great Medicine King in this world. I speak not from hearsay, but from my own firsthand experience—His Holiness saved my life twice.

The First Miracle: A Life-Threatening Fall

The first incident occurred in 1994. One afternoon, I went to inspect a construction site. I stepped onto a sturdy board about 7 to 8 meters (23 to 26 feet) above the ground, commonly used for workers carrying heavy materials. As I walked across it, I suddenly felt an unseen force push me—I lost balance and fell.

My vision blurred; stars filled my eyes, and the world spun around me. I couldn’t see clearly and knew something was seriously wrong. In that critical moment, I began to recite the names of my Buddha Master, H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III, and Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva. I clung to their names with unwavering faith.

Soon, my mind became clearer, and I asked to be taken to my Buddha Master, the only one I believed could save me. When I arrived, I was in unbearable pain and couldn’t straighten my back. The Buddha Master immediately performed a dharma to bless me and then instructed others to take me to the Eighth Orthopedics Hospital.

X-rays revealed a serious fracture: my shoulder blade was broken into two pieces, with a gap the width of a finger. The broken bone was pressing into my lung, making breathing difficult. The doctors said I would need round-the-clock care from 18 people in three shifts for 21 days. Even with that, they warned, I would likely be permanently disabled.

But I had unwavering faith in the power of the Buddha Dharma. I quietly left the hospital without telling the doctors. The next morning, to my amazement, I could raise the injured arm. I immediately went to the Buddha Master’s residence to prostrate in gratitude. His Holiness told me to return to the hospital for another checkup.

The doctors were stunned. They had searched for me the previous night, assuming I had died. But the X-ray told a different story—the two broken pieces of my shoulder blade had fused perfectly, with no visible crack. I only felt a slight discomfort. I attended my company’s annual meeting the very next day and never needed any medication. Within a week, my arm had fully recovered and remains normal to this day.

The Second Miracle: On the Brink of Death

The second life-saving miracle happened on April 22, 2002. That afternoon, I was rushed to the emergency room at Sichuan Medical University Hospital due to a major obstruction in my cerebellum. My blood pressure was over 200, and my blood was so thick that it could barely be drawn.

The doctors believed I wouldn’t survive the night. They didn’t even admit me to a ward, but placed me on a bed in the hallway, fulfilling only a humanitarian gesture. My condition was critical: I had double vision, severe dizziness, and vomiting. I was issued five terminally ill notices. Two other patients in the hallway, both in better condition than me, died within a day.

In that dark hour, I knew only one hope remained—my Buddha Master. I silently and continuously recited His Holiness’s name, praying for his blessings. That night, my fellow disciples informed the Buddha Master, who was across the Pacific Ocean. His Holiness called and said with great compassion, “Don’t worry. I will bless you. I will now teach you a dharma. You will recover in three to five days.”

I followed the practice, and within three days—actually three days minus two hours—a true miracle unfolded. I stood up by myself and walked to the bathroom without assistance. My recovery progressed rapidly, and I was discharged from the hospital in just three weeks.

The doctors were baffled. Other patients whispered in disbelief, “Wasn’t he supposed to die? How is he already up and walking?” A doctoral research team from the university even followed up on my case for over two years. Despite their expertise, they were unable to explain my recovery using medical science. They simply called it a medical miracle.

A Life of Gratitude and Devotion

I have faced death twice—and both times, I was saved by the compassion and dharma power of my beloved Buddha Master, H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III. His Holiness is not only the incarnation of an ancient Buddha, but truly a Great Medicine King who heals the body, mind, and soul.

As a humble and shame-filled practitioner who cannot even overcome my own karma, I make this vow before the world: I will forever follow my Buddha Master and cultivate the authentic and correct Buddha-dharma He teaches. I will strive to attain liberation from the cycle of birth and death, enlighten myself and others, and do my part to save sentient beings.

The two experiences I’ve shared are entirely true. If I have fabricated even one word, may I descend into Vajra Hell. If what I’ve said is genuine, may all the merit be dedicated to my most honored Buddha Master, H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III. May His Holiness continue to turn the dharma wheel, remain in this world for countless kalpas, and bring salvation to innumerable living beings.

With deepest gratitude,
Buddhist disciple Yihui Hengxing
April 28, 2006

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2025/06/20/two-miraculous-healings-by-h-h-dorje-chang-buddha-iii-a-grateful-disciples-true-account/

Source: https://www.tpcdct.org/sites/default/files/media/186.pdf

It took me a lot to be this gentle

By Rye

When you grow up in a house where voices are always raised and love comes with conditions, where apologies never come and mistakes are blamed on you, it’s hard to understand what gentleness even means. I didn’t grow up with soft words or warm hugs. No one told me it was okay to make mistakes, or that I was still loved even when I failed. What I learned was to keep quiet, to survive, to toughen up.

I protected myself by building walls, not by opening up. I kept my emotions inside because showing them only led to being hurt or ignored. I became harsh with myself because that’s how others treated me. I thought strength meant being cold. I thought love had to hurt. I thought being kind to myself was weakness.

But somewhere inside, a quiet voice kept whispering “maybe there’s another way.”

It took years of breaking down and rebuilding myself. It took crying in silence and slowly learning how to listen to what my heart really needed. It meant letting go of old beliefs, painful habits, and the voices in my head telling me I wasn’t good enough.

I had to teach myself how to speak gently not just to others, but to myself.

I had to unlearn the idea that I deserved pain. I had to remind myself, again and again, that softness isn’t weakness. That it’s okay to be tender with a heart that’s been hurt too many times.

Gentleness became a daily choice—on angry days, broken days, on the days when the world told me to toughen up and stop caring.

I’ve learned that gentleness isn’t about pretending things don’t hurt. It’s about holding pain with care. It’s about choosing peace when your past only taught you chaos. It’s showing up with kindness, even when life hasn’t been kind to you.

Now I am gentle but it took everything — every scar, every sleepless night, every painful memory, every lonely moment. I lost myself. Then I found myself again.

So when others call me calm, kind, or soft, they don’t see the storms I survived. They don’t hear the silent nights or feel the weight I carried.

And that’s okay. I didn’t become gentle for others to understand me. I did it so I could breathe. So I could find peace. So I could love others the way I wish someone had loved me. Most of all, so I could finally love myself.

It took me a lot to be this gentle.

And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Source: https://ryeee.medium.com/it-took-me-a-lot-to-be-this-gentle-4c0801145835

Turpan’s Hidden Lifelines: The Ingenious Karez Irrigation System of Xinjiang

Nestled in the heart of Xinjiang, the Turpan Basin holds several extraordinary records: it’s the lowest geographical point in China, and during summer, it’s the hottest place in the country. With scorching sunlight, relentless winds, and almost no rainfall, Turpan earns its title as the “Land of Fire.”

In the peak of summer, the surface temperature in the surrounding Gobi Desert can soar to 82.3°C (180.1°F), while the air temperature often exceeds 49°C (120°F). Rain is almost nonexistent—Turpan receives an average of just 16.4 mm of rainfall annually, and in some years, as little as 4.3 mm. Yet, amidst this harsh, parched environment, an ancient miracle has quietly sustained life for over two thousand years: the Karez irrigation system.


A Miracle Beneath the Earth

While nature was unforgiving above ground, it hid a gift below. Meltwater from the distant Tianshan Mountains seeps underground through coarse gravel and sand, eventually blocked by the Flaming Mountains and surfacing as springs. Ingenious local people found a way to capture and guide this underground treasure—thus, the Karez was born.

The Karez system channels water from mountain sources through a network of underground tunnels and vertical shafts, delivering it to the arid land without evaporation loss. Remarkably, this ancient system operates entirely without pumps, relying solely on gravity and terrain.

A complete Karez includes:

  • Vertical shafts for ventilation and maintenance
  • Underground tunnels to carry water
  • Open canals to distribute it
  • Storage ponds to hold it

Across Turpan’s landscape, you can still see long rows of small mounds—each one marking a shaft, a glimpse into the remarkable infrastructure below.


A Testament to Ingenuity and Endurance

The origins of the Karez can be traced back to the Han Dynasty, over 2,000 years ago. Most of the surviving systems were built during the Qing Dynasty, including during historical moments like Lin Zexu’s fourth inspection of Turpan, when over 300 new Karez channels were added, and Zuo Zongtang’s campaigns, which saw nearly 200 more constructed.

At its peak in the 1950s, there were about 1,700 Karez systems in Turpan, stretching over 3,000 kilometers. Today, about 725 remain, a number slowly dwindling due to modernization, drought, and human impact.

The construction of each Karez was no small feat. Generations of laborers worked in dark, narrow tunnels, often barefoot in icy water, chiseling stone with simple tools and oil lamps. They carried earth and rock out by hand, surviving on dry flatbread and enduring brutal conditions.


A Culture of Water, Wisdom, and Survival

More than just a hydraulic system, the Karez represents a culture—a story of human resilience, harmony with nature, and intergenerational wisdom. In this water-scarce land, the Karez has nurtured lush vineyards, fertile fields, and diverse communities, offering life where none should thrive.

Today, many of these systems are dry or abandoned, relics of a past shaped by necessity and brilliance. But for those who walk among them, they are still very much alive—whispers from the earth, reminding us of what is possible when people respect and work with nature.


If you ever find yourself in Turpan, do not miss the chance to explore the Karez wells. They are more than ancient engineering marvels—they are monuments of perseverance, and living echoes of a civilization that made the desert bloom.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2025/06/18/turpans-hidden-lifelines-the-ingenious-karez-irrigation-system-of-xinjiang/

A Loaf of Bread and a Grateful Heart

During the Great Depression, a wealthy baker summoned the twenty poorest children in town and said to them,
“Until God brings better times, you may each come here every day and take a loaf of bread.”

Every morning, these hungry children would rush forward, crowding around the basket of bread, pushing and shouting, each one trying to grab the biggest loaf. After snatching their bread, they would dash off without even a word of thanks to the kind-hearted baker.

But there was one girl, a poorly dressed little girl named Gretchen, who stood out from the rest. She never pushed or shouted, nor did she fight for the largest loaf. Instead, she quietly waited at the side until all the other children had taken theirs. Then she would humbly pick up the smallest loaf left in the basket. Without fail, she would gently kiss the baker’s hand in gratitude before happily heading home with her bread.

One day, after the others had left, shy little Gretchen received a loaf even smaller than usual. Still, she kissed the baker’s hand and thanked him sincerely as always. When she returned home, her mother cut the bread open—and to their amazement, found several shiny silver coins hidden inside.

Her mother gasped, “Gretchen! Take the money back immediately. The baker must have accidentally dropped it into the dough while kneading. Hurry, return it and give it back to that kind man yourself!”

When Gretchen returned the coins, the baker gently told her,
“No, my child, this was no mistake. I placed the coins there on purpose. I wanted to teach you something: Those who are humble and considerate will be blessed by God. May you always keep a peaceful and grateful heart. Go home and tell your mother—this is God’s reward.”


A heart of humility is like the sky above, the sea upon the earth, and the valleys between the mountains—
Humble people are vast because they are tolerant, and powerful because they are generous.

Those who are eager to fight will find Heaven itself contending against them.
But those who yield and show humility will find that Heaven yields to them.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2025/06/16/a-loaf-of-bread-and-a-grateful-heart/

Healthy and Easy Vegetarian Recipes for Early Summer

I’ve always enjoyed exploring new recipes, especially when they’re healthy, simple to prepare, and vegetarian. There’s something deeply satisfying about discovering fresh flavors that not only nourish the body but also bring joy to my family and friends.

Recently, I came across a collection of easy and wholesome recipes on Zhaxi Zhuoma’s website. These dishes are perfect for early summer—light, refreshing, and full of natural goodness. I’m excited to share a few of my favorites with you here. I hope they inspire you to enjoy healthy cooking as much as I do!

Tofu with Gochujang Sauce

I fell in love with gochujang and when I bought my first tub from Amazon, I tried it on everything—ok, I didn’t put it on ice cream, but I considered it. It is complex and good enough to just use by itself with a little oil or butter, maybe cut with miso or doenjang (Korean soybean paste) if it is too spicy. Different varieties vary in sweetness and heat, so go easy with it until you get the Goldilock spot for you. I use gochujang paste which keeps forever and is more concentrated. Sometimes it is sold as a sauce and comes with other ingredients like vinegar and sugar added. It is cheaper and can be used, but adjust the other ingredients you add accordingly.

The following is a wish list—use what you have on hand. I rarely have all the ingredients when I feel an urge for Korean flavors. You can use the sauce alone, too—without the tofu or with beans, chicken breasts, shrimp, hamburger, etc. There are some other options to consider.

GOCHUJANG SAUCE

1/4 cup soy sauce

1-2 tbsp gochujang (may be part Korean doenjang or Japanese miso)

1 tsp-2 tbsp maple syrup, brown sugar, honey, monk’s fruit, molasses

1 tbsp avocado or olive oil

1/2 tsp sesame oil

1 clove of garlic, minced or grated

1 inch ginger, minced or chopped

Lime juice & zest or rice vinegar to taste

1/2 tsp black pepper

Toasted sesame seeds sprinkled in

1-2 scallion chopped, white parts may be sauteed first

TOFU

1 tub firm tofu

Neutral oil for sauteing

TOPPINGS:  Green scallions, Sesame seeds, Diced seeded tomatoes, Diced bell peppers, Diced Chili peppers, raw or canned or pickled, Grated cheese, Greek yogurt-whole milk best, Sour cream, Diced Avocados, Fresh raw corn cut off cob, Shredded crisp lettuce or other greens, Finely chopped parsley or cilantro leaves, Finely chopped nuts-walnuts, peanuts, cashews, Fried or poached egg, Baby Shrimp (non-vegetarian), Red onion pickle, etc.

SERVING:  rice, noodles, polenta, pasta, lettuce leaves.

SAUCE OPTIONS:   If you can’t find gochujang, ketchup or tomato paste and chili powder is an option, but no substitute; Coconut milk; Fish sauce (non-vegetarian); Anchovies (non-vegetarian); Kimchi (often non-vegetarian); Grated apple or pear for sweetener; Chickpeas or beans.

Directions:

If you want to use grated cheese as a topping, and I do recommend it, try grating it from a brick and avoid the prepackaged grated cheese. I finally understood why—too often the commercial gratings are dusted with something to preserve shelf-life and they do not melt correctly.

TOFU-CRUMBLED or CUBED:  If you use crumbled tofu, it is best to leave in tub in freezer overnight or longer. The ice crystals that form when frozen -thaw- and extract the water from within the tofu.  You can squeeze the tofu like a sponge and it will expel the majority of the water. It then is very able to absorb whatever sauce you put on it. If you don’t have time to freeze and thaw it, you can still dry or press tofu to remove as much water as possible, then crumble unfrozen tofu with a fork or cut into bite-size cubes. Either way saute  tofu until crispy in neutral oil and add sauce.

TOFU-AIRFRY:  You may also cut tofu into slabs pressing out as much water as possible and then either just rub or spray slab with oil or first dip in starch/flour or Panko crumbs or egg or combination of these and then airfry at 400F for about 10 minutes on both sides or until golden.

Serve tofu with Gochujang Sauce on rice, noodles, polenta, or pasta with your choice of topping(s) or wrap a piece of tofu in lettuce leaves with topping(s) and eat like tiny tamales with your favorite dipping sauce.

Eggs Florentine-Air Fryer or Oven

Eggs and spinach are always good together. This is just a contemporary version of a classic. I’m using my air fryer again as I am cooking in my cave instead of the temple kitchen. I do that when someone is doing a Solitary Retreat and needs the kitchen. I try to not have any contact with anyone on such a retreat, but I do sometimes forget, especially when the person doing the retreat is so quiet that I even forget they are also living here. Last week I heard someone shaking the screen door leading to the kitchen and I was sure it was our very pregnant Lucy Lentil trying to find a nest inside and I yelled. She had already ripped the screen and managed to get in before. I had forgotten to close the back door when I went to water the herbs and veggies. It was not Momma Lucy, but a very startled and thoughtful person trying her best to observe silence. Embarassed? Yes,very. Sorry.

Ingredients:

  • 3 Cups Fresh or frozen spinach, thawed and drained,
  • 1/4 Kosher salt,
  • 1/2 Cup Ricotta cheese,
  • 2 Tbsp Heavy cream or coconut cream,
  • 2 Garlic cloves, minced (optional),
  • 1/8 tsp Black pepper,
  • 2 tsp Unsalted butter, melted,
  • 3 Tbsp Grated parmesan cheese,
  • 1/2 Cup Panko gluten-free crumbs,
  • 4 Large eggs.

Directions:

Mix spinach, ricotta, cream, garlic (if used), salt & pepper. Also mix butter, cheese, and panko. Set aside. Scoop spinach mixture into individual serving circles on oiled air fryer basket or sheet pan. Set air fryer to AIR ROAST, set temperature to 375F degrees, and set time to 15 minutes select START/PAUSE to begin preheating. When preheated, slide basket or sheet pan into oven. After 8 minutes, press PAUSE and remove the pan. Make an indentation in each spinach serving, crack an egg into the indentation and sprinkle with panko mixture over the surface of the egg. 

Return the pan to oven and push START to resume cooking. After 5 minutes, check eggs. Cook longer, if needed.

CONVENTIONAL OVEN: Set temperature at 400F degrees. May need to be cooked a few minutes more at each stage.

Chocolate Waffles

Ingredients

  • 4 Eggs, whisked
  • 1/3 Cup canned coconut milk
  • 2 Tbsp maple syrup or raw honey (some kind of sweetener)
  • 1 1/2 Cups almond meal/flour
  • 2 Tbsp heaping unsweetened cocoa
  • 1 tsp baking soda
  • 1/4 Cup dark chocolate chips
  • 1 tsp vanilla extract
  • Sprinkle of cinnamon
  • Pinch of salt

Toppings

Apple sauce, unsweetened creamy almond butter, Greek Yogurt
coconut butter warmed to liquid state
raw pecans chopped
dark chocolate chopped
blueberries

Directions:

Plug in waffle iron. Whisk eggs in a medium-large sized bowl.
Add coconut milk and sweetener and whisk together with eggs.
Next add almond flour and mix more! Then add cocoa powder, baking soda and mix together.

Lastly, add in your chocolate chips, vanilla, salt and cinnamon. Mix together thoroughly.
Pour into waffle iron and cook until cooked through, about 4-5 minutes, until cooked through and crisped up.

4 Servings. I really liked them with the apple sauce toppings and Greek yogurt, but the more traditional maple syrup and butter are great, too. Enjoy!

Link: https://peacelilysite.com/2025/06/13/healthy-and-easy-vegetarian-recipes-for-early-summer/

Source: https://www.zhaxizhuoma.org/category/food-2/