The Ancient Marvel That Still Breathes: Understanding Dujiangyan

While many ancient wonders exist only as weathered ruins—silent witnesses to lost civilizations—Dujiangyan Irrigation System is something entirely different. It is not a relic of the past, but a living, breathing masterpiece.

Built around 256 BC by the visionary engineer Li Bing, this extraordinary irrigation system continues to do exactly what it was designed to do over two millennia ago: tame the waters of the Min River, prevent catastrophic floods, and nourish vast stretches of fertile land across the Chengdu Plain.

What makes Dujiangyan truly astonishing is not just its longevity—but its philosophy. It achieves perfect water control without a single dam.

Modern engineering often seeks to conquer nature with towering concrete barriers. Dujiangyan, by contrast, embodies a radically different idea: harmony over control.

Rather than blocking the river, the system gently guides it—using the river’s own energy to regulate itself through three elegantly designed components:

  • Yuzui (Fish’s Mouth Levee): A natural divider that splits the river into inner and outer channels.
  • Feishayan (Flying Sands Weir): A clever spillway that uses the river’s force to flush away excess water and sediment.
  • Baopingkou (Precious Bottle Neck): A narrow opening carved through the mountain, acting like a natural valve to control water flow.
Fish’s Mouth Levee

Flying Sands Weir

Baopingkou

Together, these elements form a system that feels less like machinery and more like a living organism—responsive, adaptive, and enduring.

The “Four-Six” Rule: Nature’s Invisible Hand

At the heart of Dujiangyan lies one of its most brilliant innovations: the Four-Six Divide (四六分水)—a subtle yet powerful hydraulic principle.

Through careful shaping of the riverbed, Li Bing created an automatic system that adjusts itself with the seasons:

  • In the dry spring months, the deeper Inner River naturally draws in about 60% of the water, ensuring that farmlands receive the nourishment they need.
  • During the summer floods, the wider Outer River takes over, diverting roughly 60% of the surging waters away from populated areas.

No gates. No sensors. No human intervention.

Just the quiet intelligence of design aligned with nature.

The result is nothing short of extraordinary: a self-regulating system that protects against both drought and disaster.

Why It Still Thrives After 2,200 Years

It is rare—almost unimaginable—for a piece of infrastructure this ancient to remain central to modern life. Yet Dujiangyan continues to serve as the lifeline of the Chengdu Plain.

Its enduring relevance lies in principles that feel strikingly modern:

  • Sustainability: Instead of fighting sediment buildup, the system uses the “Flying Sands” technique to naturally flush out the majority of silt, keeping waterways clear.
  • Ecological Harmony: Without a massive dam or reservoir, the river remains alive—fish migrate freely, and ecosystems flourish undisturbed.
  • Living Tradition: The annual practice of Zhuoshui—a deep cleaning of the riverbed—continues today, blending ancient ritual with contemporary science.

Li Bing’s guiding philosophy was deceptively simple:
“Deepen the channel, keep the dykes low.”

Yet within these words lies a profound truth—one that extends far beyond water management.

By respecting the natural flow rather than resisting it, he created a system that has outlasted kingdoms, revolutions, and the passage of time itself.

Recognized today as a UNESCO World Heritage Site, Dujiangyan stands as a quiet but powerful reminder:

Sometimes, the most advanced solutions are not those that overpower nature—but those that understand it.

And perhaps, in a world still learning to balance progress with sustainability, this ancient marvel is not just a story of the past—but a guide for the future.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2026/03/19/the-ancient-marvel-that-still-breathes-understanding-dujiangyan/

Two Stories, One Truth: How Kindness Can Save You When It Matters Most

In 1925, the lay practitioner Zhou Qunzheng made a pilgrimage to Mount Putuo together with Master Hongyi (弘一). At the Zhoushan pier, they encountered a monk. Upon learning that the monk was from the same hometown, Zhou asked him, “What inspired you to leave the household life and become a monk?”

The monk replied:

“I was originally a soldier. One day, I saw a shopkeeper’s wife sitting on the street, weeping. I asked her what had happened. She said a customer had come into her shop, bought something, and paid with three silver coins. After he left, she discovered that all three coins were counterfeit. She feared her husband would scold her, so she cried in distress.

I couldn’t bear to see her suffering, so I took out three genuine silver coins and offered to exchange them with her. She refused, but I insisted and eventually made the exchange.

Later, during a battle, a shell exploded right beside me. Shrapnel struck my chest, yet I was unharmed. When I looked closely, I realized that the three counterfeit coins in my pocket had saved my life—two had been pierced by the shrapnel, and one remained intact. It was because they shielded me that I survived without injury.

After that, I thought to myself: what meaning is there in spending the rest of my life amid gunfire and danger? So I chose to leave the worldly life and become a monk…”

Therefore, do not think that constantly encouraging others to do good deeds and accumulate virtue is merely empty, repetitive talk. Sometimes, you have no idea how much misfortune your blessings have already shielded you from.

Behind every day that you return home safely, how much of it is because “before blessings fully arrive, calamities have already been kept at a distance”?

To practice kindness and accumulate virtue—it is never too late.

He built a road for others, and unknowingly paved one for himself

In 2014, in a remote village in Guangxi(广西)China, a 44-year-old man named Huang Yuanfeng was diagnosed with terminal liver cancer. Doctors told him the reality: without treatment, he might live only three months; with treatment, perhaps a few more years—but at the cost of his family’s entire savings of 170,000 yuan.

Most people would have chosen to fight for their own survival.

But Huang made a different decision.

Looking at the muddy, nearly impassable road in his village—a road that trapped children at home during rainy days and left crops to rot—he chose to spend all his savings not on treatment, but on building a road for everyone.

When the money ran short, he borrowed more from neighbors, making a solemn promise: “Even if I die, my son will repay you.”

Against all odds, the road was completed. It transformed the village, bringing in visitors, creating opportunities, and improving countless lives.

But what happened next was even more astonishing.

When Huang returned to the hospital for a check-up, his condition had not worsened—in fact, it had stabilized, even improved. What seemed like a certain end became an unexpected turning point.

His story carries a simple but powerful truth:

Kindness is never lost.
The good you do for others may one day return to protect you—especially in life’s most dangerous moments.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2026/03/16/two-stories-one-truth-how-kindness-can-save-you-when-it-matters-most/

The Poetry Hidden in Chinese Names

Chinese characters are more than just written symbols—they are small works of art shaped by thousands of years of history. Each character carries meaning, imagery, and often a quiet sense of poetry. A single word can evoke light, wind, mountains, or virtue. When these characters come together to form a person’s name, they become something even more meaningful: a reflection of family hopes, cultural heritage, and the beauty of language itself.

A name often carries the very first blessing from parents and the hopes a family places upon the future.

Imagine traveling back in time to ancient China. If you walked up to Liu Bei (刘备)and casually called him “Liu Bei,” he might pause in surprise—or even consider it somewhat impolite. In traditional Chinese culture, a name was never just a label. It was a symbol of lineage and family, a part of life’s rituals, and perhaps the first gentle poem parents wrote for their child.

A name may consist of only a few characters, yet within it often lies thousands of years of cultural tradition and human warmth.

Surnames and Clan Names: An Ancient Way of Asking “Who Am I?”

Today, we simply combine a surname and given name to form what we call a “full name.” But in ancient China, particularly before the Qin dynasty, “xing” (姓) and “shi” (氏) were two different concepts.

The surname (xing) was primarily used to distinguish marriage relations. The earliest Chinese surnames—such as Ji, Jiang, Si, and Ying—often contained the “female” radical in their characters. This reflected the legacy of a matrilineal society. The principle was simple: people with the same surname were considered to share blood ties, so marriage between them was forbidden.

The clan name (shi), on the other hand, represented social status. Only those who held land, titles, or significant achievements were granted a clan name. In other words, the surname represented lineage, while the clan name reflected rank and honor.

A fascinating example is the famous reformer Shang Yang (商殃) of the Warring States period. He was not originally called “Shang Yang.” His ancestral surname was Ji, and his clan name was Gongsun because he descended from the royal family of the State of Wei. Early in life he was known as Gongsun Yang. Later, after helping transform the State of Qin through sweeping reforms, he was granted the territory of Shang and the title “Lord of Shang.” From then on, people began calling him Shang Yang.

Looking back at history, one might smile at an interesting truth:
In ancient times, many people changed their names not to hide who they were—but because life had elevated them to a new chapter.

The Courtesy Name: A Rite of Adulthood

In ancient China, a person often had more than one name. In addition to their given name (ming), they also received a courtesy name (zi).

The given name was mostly used within the family, especially by elders. The courtesy name, however, was the name used in society by peers and acquaintances.

Receiving a courtesy name meant that a person had reached adulthood and should be treated with respect.

For men, this moment came at the age of twenty during the “capping ceremony” (冠礼). In this solemn ritual, elders placed a ceremonial cap on the young man and bestowed upon him his courtesy name. From that day forward, he was no longer the boy running through village fields with childhood nicknames like “Little Dog” or “Iron Egg,” but a recognized adult in society.

For women, adulthood was marked by the hairpin ceremony (笄礼) at around fifteen. After this ceremony, a young woman could wear her hair pinned up with a hairpin, signifying that she had reached marriageable age.

This is where the classical phrase “waiting in the boudoir for one’s courtesy name” (待字闺中) comes from—describing a young woman who has received her courtesy name and awaits the next chapter of life.

These rituals made the transition into adulthood both solemn and graceful.

Chinese culture often reveals its subtle wisdom in the relationship between a person’s given name and courtesy name.

The great strategist Zhuge Liang (诸葛亮)was known by the courtesy name Kongming(孔明).
The character Liang means “bright,” and Ming also means “light” or “clarity.” Together they form a beautiful echo—brightness upon brightness.

The legendary general Zhao Yun (赵云)had the courtesy name Zilong(子龙). Ancient Chinese sayings describe the natural harmony between elements: “Clouds follow the dragon, and the wind follows the tiger.” With “cloud” in his given name and “dragon” in his courtesy name, the combination evokes an image of heroic power moving through the skies.

Then there is the great Song dynasty writer Su Shi(苏轼), whose courtesy name was Zizhan(子瞻). The character Shi refers to a horizontal bar at the front of an ancient carriage—something modest in appearance yet essential for support. Zhan means “to look forward into the distance.” One suggests quiet steadiness; the other, far-reaching vision. Together they reflect the balance of humility and aspiration in his life.

Through these pairings, we can glimpse the hopes of parents and elders, as well as the refined and poetic sensibilities of traditional Chinese culture.

Of course, not every ancient name was elegant or poetic. Some carried a touch of everyday humor.

The ruler Duke Cheng of Jin was said to have the name Heitun(黑臀), meaning “Black Hips,” supposedly because he had a dark birthmark on his body.

Another ruler, Duke Zhuang of Zheng, was named Wusheng(晤生), meaning “born with difficulty,” referring to a difficult birth.

If children today were given such names, they might have a few serious conversations with their parents!

On the other hand, some names sounded incredibly powerful. The king King Wu of Qin was named Ying Dang. In ancient Chinese, the character “Dang” suggested sweeping across lands and conquering territories—a name filled with ambition and authority.

Sometimes a name was lofty and ceremonial; sometimes it simply reflected the humor of daily life.

From ancient tribal totems to the familiar Hundred Family Surnames, Chinese names carry thousands of years of cultural memory.

Today, we no longer perform capping ceremonies or hairpin ceremonies, and few people receive courtesy names. Yet when a new child enters the world, parents still open dictionaries, carefully weighing every sound and every meaning before choosing a name.

In that moment, tradition quietly continues.

As an old Chinese poem says:

“A heart’s great aspirations may remain unopened,
yet spring winds return again and again in dreams.”

A name may consist of only a few characters, but it carries a family’s blessing, the imprint of history, and the gentlest hopes for the future.

It is the very first gift a person receives in life.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2026/03/15/the-poetry-hidden-in-chinese-names/

Appreciation of the Western Painting of H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III — “The Rhythm of Water Bubbles”

A supernatural abstract color work

Through his brushwork, H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III renders the subtle life cycle of a water bubble—its emergence, transformation, and eventual dissolution—with remarkable vitality. Though the medium is static, the painting evokes a striking sense of movement and immediacy. One almost senses the gentle drifting of bubbles across the surface, and even imagines the delicate sound that might accompany the instant when a bubble touches the ground and quietly disappears.

Beyond its visual beauty, the work carries a deeper contemplative resonance. In the fleeting rhythm of the bubbles, one cannot help but see a metaphor for the human condition. The trajectory of a bubble—from its brief formation to its silent vanishing—mirrors the arc of human life: birth, growth, aging, and departure. Life itself unfolds within the span of a breath, fragile and transient, reminding us of the importance of awareness and presence in each passing moment.

From an artistic perspective, the painting also demonstrates a remarkable command of impressionistic expression. The composition operates not only as a unified whole but also as a constellation of smaller visual worlds. Any isolated fragment of the canvas could stand independently as an exquisite impressionist study, rich in color, light, and atmosphere. This structural richness gives the work a dreamlike, almost illusory quality—where forms appear to emerge and dissolve within layers of color and movement.

In this way, the painting invites the viewer to linger, not merely to observe, but to reflect. It transforms a simple natural phenomenon into a meditation on impermanence, perception, and the delicate beauty of existence.

Click here to Wikitia page on H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III that list major accomplishments and teachings with links.

Link: https://peacelilysite.com/2026/03/04/appreciation-of-the-western-painting-of-h-h-dorje-chang-buddha-iii-the-rhythm-of-water-bubbles/

When the Miraculous Manifests: A Testament to Supreme Realization

The president of the International Zhengfa Buddhist Institute, Layman Zheng Zhenhuang, a Taiwanese who served for many years as the head of Huiju Publishing House, and who also worked as an on-site interpreter for Tenzin Gyatso (the Dalai Lama), is a deeply devoted Buddhist practitioner. He has accumulated profound merit through his sincere dedication to Buddhist affairs and is known as a filial son.

In order to help his father quickly attain rebirth in a Buddha-land, he, together with Dharma Master Guangxin and others, journeyed across rugged mountains and snowy grasslands to seek an audience with the Great Dharma King Yangwo Yeshe Norbu (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III), the supreme Vajrayana upholder.

Before the Great Dharma King (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) knelt three Rinpoches, twelve Dharma masters, over twenty virtuous lay practitioners including Zheng Zhenhuang, as well as dakinis, Dharma protectors, and various visible and invisible beings. At that time, the Great Dharma King announced:

“Now that you have come, nothing is more important than liberating the deceased. The deliverance of Zhenhuang’s father will be presided over by Vajravārāhī A Wang Norbu Pamu. Though she is thousands of miles away, she will use the miraculous powers of Buddhadharma to draw your father’s conscious spirit into her mandala. Within three days, he will be sent to the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, attaining rebirth at the middle grade of the middle level. Later, when you watch the video and look at the sky, you will know.”

After speaking, the Great Dharma King took out a videotape of Pamu’s Dharma image and said:

“First, you must understand how great Pamu is. Watch this tape.”

Layman Zhenhuang personally rewound the tape and operated the machine himself. As everyone watched, they repeatedly exclaimed that the merit was immeasurable and inconceivable. The true form of Vajravārāhī manifested—how could it possibly resemble an ordinary worldly appearance? It was incomparably majestic and solemn.

An alliance of eighty-three universities in the United States and around the world had jointly conferred upon Pamu the world’s first and only Triple-Body Doctorate along with the highest Golden Crown and Royal Robe. Seated upon the Dharma throne, Pamu received the certificate, the doctoral royal robe, and a diamond-studded golden crown valued at over twenty million U.S. dollars. These were presented after the American conferral chairman, the British vice chairman, and great living Buddhas performed formal prostrations.

Wearing the diamond crown, Pamu gave a teaching:

“Although you have done much, I will not say thank you. For me, this is merely a skillful means in carrying out Dharma activities. In truth, all conditioned phenomena are illusory and unreal, just like your bodies. Though they appear to exist, they are falsely existent—unreal.”

At that very moment, the diamond crown atop Pamu’s head suddenly vanished—in less than a hundredth of a second, it disappeared without a trace. When she then said she would bestow blessings upon everyone, the diamond crown instantly reappeared on her head. The chairmen and the great Rinpoches witnessed this transformation of impermanence in a single instant. Hearing her profound exposition of ultimate truth, their discursive thoughts were stilled, wisdom opened suddenly, and all generated the Mahayana bodhicitta.

After the viewing, Layman Zhenhuang removed Pamu’s Dharma-image tape from the camera, wrapped it in a khata (ceremonial scarf), and hung it around his neck for blessing.

At that moment, the Great Dharma King (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) instructed him to immediately write out his father’s birth data. Then Layman Zhenhuang took from his pocket a brand-new, unused videotape and recorded the birth information along with the scene of the Rinpoches, Dharma masters, monks, nuns, and lay disciples present. After filming, he removed that newly recorded tape and placed it securely in his jacket pocket.

The Great Dharma King (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) then pointed to the Pamu tape hanging around Zhenhuang’s neck and said:

“Pamu possesses unsurpassed merit. She is the great and compassionate Holy Mother. Now, through the great miraculous powers of Buddhadharma, Pamu has gathered all the images you just recorded into the Dharma tape hanging around your neck.”

Though everyone held the Great Dharma King (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) in the highest respect, several people harbored serious doubts. They had just watched Pamu’s tape from beginning to end and had seen none of the present assembly in it. Moreover, after playing it, Zheng had hung it around his neck without removing it even for a second. The newly recorded tape had been kept separately in his pocket—how could its images possibly enter the tape around his neck?

The Great Dharma King then said:

“Watch Pamu’s tape again.”

Zheng removed the tape from his neck, rewound it the same way, and played it a second time. Instantly, everyone exclaimed in unison, “Wow!” They were stunned and deeply moved. The entire scene that had just been recorded—and was still in Zheng’s pocket—now appeared clearly and identically on Pamu’s tape. They played it a third time; it remained perfectly clear and unchanged.

Most crucially, after the first viewing, Pamu’s tape had not come into contact with any machine. Everyone had seen Zheng hang it around his neck immediately, without it leaving him for even a second. How could completely unrelated footage have entered that tape? The true Buddhadharma is profoundly great and wondrous—whether radio waves, cables, computers, or anything in the universe, all realms can transform in accordance with the mind.

After watching again, the tape remained in the machine. The Great Dharma King (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) then said:

“Now I request Pamu to gather your father and everyone’s images into her Dorje mandala for blessing.”

With just that sentence, they played the tape a fourth time. The clear scenes of the assembly had vanished without a trace, leaving only Pamu’s original footage. At that moment, Rinpoche Bodi Wentu shouted:

“Everyone, look! There is Buddha-light in the sky!”

All present saw multicolored Buddha-light flashing across the boundless heavens, radiating warm streams of blessing upon the assembly. They were filled only with awe and praise. Pamu had indeed gathered them for blessing—only their images had been removed; Pamu’s own image remained as before.

The Great Dharma King (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) then said:

“I will convey a few words from Pamu to you. These are also my words: When miraculous powers manifest, once the event has passed, let it pass. Do not cling to it. It should be understood as illusion, encompassed by emptiness. Therefore, one should give rise to the mind without abiding anywhere. If you have the opportunity, study my ‘The Supreme and Unsurpassable Mahamudra of Liberation,’ and everything will become clear.”

After speaking, the Great Dharma King (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) closed his eyes and remained unmoving.

You may reflect on this: in today’s world, who possesses such realization and spiritual attainment? You may ask Layman Zheng. He has encountered many great Rinpoches and Dharma masters, and especially has had deep karmic connections translating Dharma for the Dalai Lama. If any other Dharma King possessed such realization, he would surely have sought the Dalai Lama’s assistance. He would not have crossed mountains and grasslands to seek this Great Dharma King to liberate his father.

More importantly, this Great Dharma King (H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III) is untouched by worldly fame and profit. His Dharma virtue rises to lofty peaks, transcending past and present. He is supremely proficient in both the Exoteric and Esoteric teachings and the Tripiṭaka, and is a great upholder of Buddhadharma in today’s world. Thus, his correction of the treatises attributed to Bodhidharma is an invaluable treasure, worthy of the utmost reverence and study. You should also read The Essence of Buddhadharma, recorded by Venerable Guangxin. Only after reading and realizing will you truly understand. To say more would be of little use—let it end here.

(This post is translated and excerpted from the preface to On Correcting the Treatises of Patriarch Bodhidharma, written by Lama Dorje Losang for your reference only. For the original Chinese version, please click here.)

Click here to Wikitia page on H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III that list major accomplishments and teachings with links.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2026/02/26/when-the-miraculous-manifests-a-testament-to-supreme-realization/

Xing Garden on Mount Rili: Where Nature, Brush, and Spirit Converge

Chinese Painting by H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III

Created in 1993, Xing Garden at Mount Rili stands as a masterful expression of the artist’s profound understanding of nature and brushwork. The painting presents a dramatic world of steep cliffs and cascading water, inviting the viewer into a landscape that feels both monumental and intimate.

Dominated by vibrant greens, the work vividly captures moss and grasses spreading freely across rocky surfaces. These lush tones breathe life into the cliffs, softening their ruggedness while emphasizing the quiet vitality that thrives within seemingly harsh terrain. Nature here is not static; it pulses with energy and renewal.

The painting employs the refined “Miaoxie” (妙写) technique—a style that reveals its true depth through careful observation. At first glance, the composition appears fluid and effortless. Yet upon closer inspection, the brushstrokes intertwine like delicate wires, layered and interwoven with extraordinary precision. These subtle lines create constant movement and variation, generating emotional richness and visual intrigue through their complexity.

One of the most captivating aspects of this work lies in its masterful use of illusory watery ink, where solidity and transparency coexist. Ink seems to flow and dissolve at the same time, offering a boundless sense of depth and atmosphere. Whether viewed from afar or examined up close, the painting reveals a bottomless waterfall, rendered with meticulous detail yet infused with powerful momentum.

What is especially striking is the contrast between refinement and strength. From a distance, the scene appears serene and orderly; yet when the viewer studies the brushwork closely, the strokes reveal unexpected vigor and boldness. Within apparent emptiness, there is substance; within seeming chaos, there is profound order. This balance embodies the highest level of artistic cultivation.

Through free yet disciplined brushwork, the artist transforms a simple natural motif—a waterfall between two cliffs—into a scene of extraordinary aesthetic depth. The power of each stroke carries both physical strength and spiritual presence, allowing the painting to transcend mere representation and enter the realm of lived experience.

Xing Garden at Mount Rili is more than a landscape painting. It is a quiet dialogue between nature and the artist’s inner world, revealing how true mastery lies not in excess, but in the ability to uncover profound beauty within simplicity.

This beautiful artwork is part of the permanent exhibition at the International Art Museum of America, located in downtown San Francisco.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2026/02/03/xing-garden-on-mount-rili-where-nature-brush-and-spirit-converge/

Be Your Own Spotlight: Seeing Courage, Growth, and Quiet Brilliance Through Young Eyes

IAMA presents Be Your Own Spotlight by Yen’s Art Studio

Walking into Be Your Own Spotlight, presented by Yen’s Art Studio, at IAMA (The international Art Museum of America), I didn’t feel like I was entering a typical student art exhibition. Instead, it felt more like stepping into 150 honest conversations—each one visual, brave, and deeply personal.

The exhibition features 150 outstanding works by young students, created across a wide range of mediums—acrylic, watercolor, pencil, and mixed media. But what moved me most was not the variety of techniques; it was the sense that every piece quietly declared: this is who I am right now.

These students are not just learning how to paint or draw. They are learning how to trust their voices, how to take up space, and how to stand behind what they create. Their works reflect growth, self-discovery, and the joy—and sometimes uncertainty—of becoming. Whether you are a parent, an educator, a collector, or simply someone searching for inspiration, this exhibition offers something meaningful to feel, not just something pleasant to see.

As I moved through the gallery, I was delighted by the sheer range of imagination: striking portraits, fantastical worlds, playful animals in sunglasses, thoughtful reflections on global issues, and moments of pure joy. The diversity of themes reminded me of a beautiful truth that Yen’s Art Studio expresses so well:
“In the world of art, there are no boundaries of age or race. Children’s artwork can reach—and sometimes surpass—the technical ability and creative understanding typically associated with adults.”

One piece that stayed with me was a self-portrait by 8th-grade student Cynthia Liu. It stood out not only for its technical sensitivity, but for its emotional depth. Cynthia is known for her perfectionist nature, something many of us—artists or not—can relate to. Her work quietly reflects a universal truth: no artwork is ever truly finished. Without a clear endpoint, a piece can be revised endlessly, sometimes at the cost of the original vision.

Self-Portrait by Cynthia Liu, 8th grade Yen’s Art Studio

Hanni from Newjeans by Sophie Sun, 9th grade. Yen’s Art Studio

Another story that deeply touched me was Sophie’s. Once a shy student who nearly gave up on art altogether, she found her way back through the creative process at the studio. Through painting, Sophie rediscovered calmness, confidence, and inner strength—one of the most meaningful transformations I learned about in this exhibition. Her journey reflects the studio’s commitment not only to technical excellence, but to nurturing the inner lives of its students.

Lovers by Nova Cui, 9th grade Yen’s Art Studio

Among the more than 150 works, one painting stood out to me for its quiet presence rather than immediate visual impact. Created by Nova, a student dedicated to becoming a professional ballet dancer, the piece carries a sense of discipline, restraint, and inner resolve. Acknowledging the intensity of her dance training, her art education focused less on technical display and more on observation, sensitivity, and emotional understanding.

Her painting reveals genuine emotion and determination, qualities she will undoubtedly carry into her future as a dancer, where movement and art meet as a shared language of expression.

Be Your Own Spotlight is ultimately not just about showcasing talent. It is about honoring courage—especially the quiet kind. It reminds us that every young artist is learning not only how to create, but how to believe in themselves. And as viewers, we are fortunate to witness these moments of bravery, growth, and becoming.

Don’t miss the museum’s permanent exhibition, where world-class artworks offer far more than visual beauty. Here, art becomes a quiet refuge—inviting tranquility, reflection, and a subtle elevation of the spirit. Especially moving are the paintings by H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III, whose works gently awaken the mind, soothe the heart, and leave the soul deeply inspired long after you depart.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2026/02/01/be-your-own-spotlight-seeing-courage-growth-and-quiet-brilliance-through-young-eyes/

 

Learning Compassion Beneath the Water: A White Whale’s Silent Teaching

A White Whale and the Awakening of the Human Heart

Standing before the massive screen at the exhibition, I raised my arm and waved upward.

On the screen, a white whale responded instantly—leaping out of the water.
Its enormous body traced a graceful arc through the air before crashing back down, sending waves of spray in every direction.

At the recently concluded art exhibition in Shenzhen, Whale Room: A Blue Dream Confined, nearly every visitor briefly stepped into the role of a “whale trainer” through multimedia interaction.

What We Call Beauty May Be Their Burden

In the wild, white whales rarely leap repeatedly out of the water.
Their heavy bodies are not meant for frequent, high jumps.

What humans describe as “graceful” or “awe-inspiring”
may, for them, be exhausting, oppressive,
even a cycle of repeated pain.

The exhibition’s founder, Shao Ran, once worked as a whale trainer for five years.
She stood by the pool countless times, receiving applause and cheers.

This time, however, she chose to tear open the surface of the “blue dream.”

When the decorations are removed, steel and concrete are revealed beneath.
No matter how vast an artificial pool may appear,
to a whale, it is still an inescapable prison.


Their suffering is carefully packaged as entertainment.

When a Life Was Entrusted to a White Whale

What truly changed Shao Ran’s life was a moment of life and death beneath the water.

That day, she entered the pool to perform with a white whale named Sophie.
Suddenly, Sophie lost control—clamping onto her foot and dragging her downward again and again.

Fear. Powerlessness. Suffocation.
All magnified in that endless blue.

“The only thing I could do was wait,” she later said.
“To gamble on her kindness.”

She did not escape—not out of bravery,
but because for the first time, she fully understood:

In the water, she was no longer the one in control.
She was utterly vulnerable.

She looked into Sophie’s eyes.
No commands. No intimidation.
Only one thought remained:

I want to live.

In the end, Sophie stopped.
She slowly swam closer, lifted Shao Ran’s foot with her mouth,
and gently pushed her back to shore.

In that moment, Shao Ran understood what compassion truly means.

Not weakness—
but the choice not to harm,
even within extreme injustice and oppression.

Who, Then, Is Truly Being Tamed?

Sophie was not the only one who resisted.

Another dolphin, Huahua, after enduring prolonged loneliness and stress,
eventually chose to stop breathing.

That day, as Shao Ran sat beside Huahua’s body,
she could no longer persuade herself with words like
“work,” “regulations,” or “procedure.”

She began to see clearly:

So-called training does not only tame animals.
It slowly tames the human heart as well.

When violence becomes institutionalized,
when suffering is rationalized,
when harm is renamed “normal work”—

Humans, like the captive animals,
lose freedom and awareness.

There is a line in Buddhism: All beings suffer. Ignorance causes beings to harm one another.”

The Buddhist teaching of non-harming
calls us to awaken from this very ignorance.

Walking the Path of Compassion in Another Way

Shao Ran left the marine park.

She no longer stands beside a pool,
but walks into schools, bookstores, and quiet corners of the city,
telling stories about animals.

No stage. No applause.
Sometimes, only a handful of listeners.

Still, she speaks.

She founded a nature protection community called “Ran Ai Tong Sheng”
(“All Beings, One Compassion”).

“Ran” is not her name.
It means following what is natural
respecting the original state of all beings.

The image of that white whale pushing her gently back to shore
has stayed with me ever since.

After long confinement and deprivation,
it did not choose destruction—
it chose kindness.

Buddhism teaches us:

Compassion is not a result—it is a direction.

If we consider ourselves more intelligent,
more civilized,
more faithful—

Then perhaps we should also learn:

Not to build our joy upon the suffering of others.
Not to hide harm behind habit.
Not to allow violence through silence.

Buddhist compassion is not mere sympathy.
It is a lucid responsibility.

May we, toward every life,
give rise to respect,
and cultivate a heart of non-harming.

When non-harming becomes a choice,
when compassion becomes action,
only then can this world truly move toward freedom.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2026/01/15/learning-compassion-beneath-the-water-a-white-whales-silent-teaching/

One Lollipop, One Forest, and the Quiet Power of Kindness

Recently, I watched a short video that stayed with me far longer than I expected.

The scene took place in a small shop in Pakistan. A robber walked in, grabbed money and a phone, and prepared to leave. Sitting beside the shop owner was a little girl. She looked at the robber calmly, without screaming or hiding, and gently offered him the lollipop she was holding.

For a brief moment, everything seemed to stop.

The robber froze. He looked at the child, then slowly put the money and phone back down. Before leaving, he leaned over and kissed her on the forehead.

I don’t know whether the girl acted out of fear, nervousness, or pure instinct. But her simple, innocent gesture touched something deeply human in him. Perhaps, in that fleeting moment, his life took a different turn.

What moved me most was this realization:
Even those who appear hardened or dangerous may still carry a seed of kindness within them.
And sometimes, it only takes the smallest act to awaken it.

A single lollipop opened a door in the human heart.

Lately, I’ve been noticing more and more of these quiet sparks of goodness appearing around the world.

In the United States, a group of Buddhist monks has been walking on foot, praying for peace. Without slogans or confrontation, they offer presence, humility, and sincerity. Their journey has inspired many people to reflect on peace in a deeper way, and countless strangers have stepped forward to support them.

https://www.usatoday.com/picture-gallery/news/2025/12/23/buddhist-monk-walk-for-peace-passes-through-montgomery/87897028007/

Guided by the teachings of Namo Dorje Chang Buddha III, and with deep respect for the great mercy and loving-kindness through which Buddhas and Bodhisattvas benefit all living beings, the World Buddhism Association Headquarters (W.B.A.H.), Holy Miracles Temple (at Pasadena CA) and Sanger Mission sincerely to carry out Charitable Acts to Benefit Our Community Together: 2026 Food and Goods Drive, to collectively plant goodness. All donations will be sent to support local food banks, homeless shelters, and animal shelters in the Los Angeles area.

I also read about Jon Stewart, who announced an extraordinary donation of $116 million to help address homelessness across the United States—providing housing and dignity to people who have long been forgotten by society. It was a reminder that compassion, when paired with courage, can bring real and lasting change.

And then there is the story that expanded my sense of hope even further.

Johan Eliasch, a Swedish billionaire, acquired approximately 400,000 acres of the Amazon rainforest by purchasing the company that held its logging rights. Instead of continuing operations for profit, he immediately halted all logging activities.

Just like that, the chainsaws stopped.

That vast stretch of forest was allowed to remain intact—continuing to absorb carbon, protect biodiversity, and sustain one of the planet’s most vital ecosystems. His action demonstrated something profound: that private ownership, when guided by conscience, can become a powerful force for environmental protection.

This act of kindness may not be immediately seen by everyone, yet it will have a profound impact on the Earth’s ecological balance—and it is, in its own quiet way, safeguarding a future our children and grandchildren will still be able to breathe in.

From a child offering a lollipop…
to a monk walking for peace…
to a philanthropist sheltering the homeless…
to a forest saved from destruction—

These acts may differ in scale, but they arise from the same source:
the human longing to protect, to heal, and to do what is right.

In Buddhist teachings, compassion is not passive emotion—it is action.
It is wisdom expressed through kindness.

As a new year begins, I sincerely hope we will witness more of these compassionate and righteous choices—choices that quietly warm the world.

May we walk together,
letting kindness extinguish the fires of war,
allowing love to dissolve hatred and conflict,
and using compassion to heal sorrow, fear, and pain.

The world does not change all at once.
But every gentle act—no matter how small—adds light.

And sometimes, that light begins with something as simple as a child’s open hand.

Link: https://peacelilysite.com/2026/01/13/one-lollipop-one-forest-and-the-quiet-power-of-kindness/

The Bell in the Horse’s Belly

The Buddhist concept of cause and effect (karma) is truly an unfathomable truth

Long ago, deep in the mountains, there lived a Zen master named Wuguo(无果), a practitioner wholly devoted to meditation. For more than twenty years, he was supported by a humble mother and daughter who offered him food and daily necessities so he could cultivate the Way without distraction.

As the years passed, Master Wuguo reflected deeply on his practice. Although he had dedicated his life to meditation, he felt he had not yet realized his true nature. A quiet fear arose in his heart: If I have not awakened, how can I truly repay the kindness of these offerings?

Determined to resolve the great matter of life and death, he decided to leave the mountain to seek instruction from other masters.

When the mother and daughter heard of his departure, they asked him to stay a few more days. They wished to sew him a monastic robe for his journey. At home, the two women worked carefully, chanting the name of Amitabha Buddha with every stitch, their hearts filled with sincerity. When the robe was finished, they also wrapped four silver ingots to serve as his travel funds.

Master Wuguo accepted their offerings and prepared to leave the next morning.

That night, as he sat quietly in meditation, a vision appeared. A young man dressed in blue stood before him, holding a banner. Behind him came a procession playing music and carrying a magnificent lotus flower.

“Zen Master,” the youth said, “please ascend the Lotus Seat.”

Master Wuguo remained calm. He reflected inwardly: I am a Zen practitioner, cultivating meditative concentration. I have not practiced the Pure Land path. I should not become attached to visions. Even for a Pure Land practitioner, such an experience could be a delusion.

He ignored the vision.

Yet the youth returned again and again, urging him earnestly not to miss this rare opportunity. Finally, Master Wuguo picked up his small hand-bell (yinqing) and placed it on the lotus seat. Soon after, the youth and the entire procession vanished.

The next morning, as Master Wuguo prepared to depart, the mother and daughter hurried toward him in distress. Holding the hand-bell, they asked anxiously:

“Master, is this yours? Something very strange happened last night. Our mare gave birth to a stillborn foal. When the groom cut it open, he found this bell inside. We recognized it immediately and rushed to return it—but we cannot understand how it came from a horse’s belly.”

Upon hearing this, Master Wuguo broke into a cold sweat. Deeply shaken, he composed a verse:

One monastic robe, one sheet of hide;
Four silver ingots, four hooves inside.
Had this old monk lacked the power of Zen,
Your stable is where I would have been.

In that moment, he clearly understood the law of cause and effect. By accepting the robe and the silver, he had created a karmic debt. Had his mind been even slightly attached—to the vision, to the offerings, or to the idea of reward—he would have been reborn as a horse in that very household, laboring to repay what he had received.

Immediately, Master Wuguo returned the robe and the silver to the women and departed.

Because he did not cling to extraordinary visions, he escaped rebirth in the animal realm. An ordinary person, upon encountering such sights, would have grasped at them, fallen into delusion, and continued revolving in the cycle of rebirth.

This story reveals a profound truth: the realms are not distant places—they arise from the mind itself.

When the mind dwells in craving and greed, it becomes the realm of the Hungry Ghosts, endlessly desiring yet never satisfied.
When the mind dwells in anger and resentment, it becomes the Asura realm, filled with conflict and struggle.
When the mind is clouded by ignorance and confusion, it sinks into the Animal realm, driven by instinct and karmic habit.

In our daily lives, we often fixate on external things—lust, fame, wealth, comfort, indulgence—believing we cannot live without them. Yet we fail to see that all phenomena arise from causes and conditions. When conditions gather, things appear; when conditions disperse, they vanish. None possess a fixed or permanent essence.

Reflect carefully:
Is there anything in this world we can truly hold onto forever?

Since nothing produced by conditions can be owned, lasting happiness cannot be found through possession or attachment. True happiness arises from non-attachment, from seeking nothing and clinging to nothing. When the mind releases its grasp, it becomes light, clear, and free.

So we may ask ourselves:

Can we remain at peace amid changing emotions?
Can we stay calm in the face of conflict?
Can we remain unmoved by fame and profit?
And when the moment of death arrives, can our mind remain clear and mindful?

The law of cause and effect never errs.
What we cultivate in the mind today shapes the world we inhabit tomorrow.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2026/01/07/the-bell-in-the-horses-belly/