Childlike Delight — A New Vision of the Owl

Owls have always fascinated me with their air of enigma. Creatures of the night, they rest in the shadows by day and emerge only after dusk, rarely granting humans more than a fleeting glimpse. Across cultures, they have inspired legends both wondrous and foreboding. In ancient Greece, the wise and fearless goddess Athena chose the owl as her emblem, making it an enduring symbol of wisdom. So revered was this bird that Greek coins bore Athena’s face on one side and the owl on the other. Yet, in other parts of the world, the owl has been shrouded in darker associations, seen as a harbinger of misfortune or an omen of ill will.

In Chinese culture, the owl’s symbolism is particularly layered—holding both shadows and light. In ancient times, owls were often viewed as inauspicious creatures, linked to misfortune, death, and the old saying, “When the night owl enters a home, it never comes without cause.” And yet, in certain cultural contexts, they also stand for wisdom, keen insight, and even mysterious, almost magical power.

A Chinese ink painting by H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III

When most people picture an owl, they think of its round, unblinking eyes and penetrating gaze—features that can feel cold, even intimidating. But my perception shifted entirely when I encountered the Chinese ink painting Childlike Delight by H.H. Dorje Chang Buddha III.

This is no ordinary artwork. With the freehand grace of traditional Chinese brushwork infused with a touch of dreamlike realism, it bridges the poetic subtlety of Eastern art and the fresh, luminous clarity of Western modernism.

With just a few effortless strokes, the artist creates a whimsical, pure, and gently humorous world—a dreamscape that seems to invite the viewer into the peaceful slumber of childhood. The small owl, covered with delicate ink spots of varying sizes and shades, appears almost as if glimpsed through a soft morning mist. Look closely, and you might see the tender image of a sleepy child, finger to lips, caught in that sweet moment before surrendering to dreams.

This is not a literal portrayal of nature, but rather nature reflected through the artist’s own heart—capturing not merely the physical form of a creature, but its spirit, vitality, and essence.

Here, the owl is reborn—not as the ominous figure of superstition, but as a symbol of innocence, purity, and quiet wisdom. The artist’s compassionate and unblemished inner world radiates through the painting, gently cleansing the heart of the viewer until it feels as fresh and clear as morning dew.

Childlike Delight reminds us that we can close the sharp, competitive eyes of rivalry and open instead the eyes of kindness, innocence, and warmth—gifts that have the power to heal, to inspire, and to light the world.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2025/08/15/childlike-delight-a-new-vision-of-the-owl/

Plato and Socrates on Love, Marriage, and Happiness: Timeless Lessons for Life

What is love?
What is marriage?
What is happiness?

These are questions that have echoed through time. The Greek philosopher Plato once asked his teacher Socrates these very questions. The answers he received were not in the form of lectures or definitions, but through simple, thought-provoking experiences that revealed profound truths about life.

What Is Love?

When Plato asked, “What exactly is love?” Socrates didn’t reply with words. Instead, he told Plato to walk through a wheat field and pick the biggest, fullest ear of wheat he could find. There was only one rule: he could pick only once, and he couldn’t turn back.

Plato returned empty-handed.

“I saw some very large and golden ears of wheat,” he explained, “but I kept thinking that there might be an even better one ahead, so I didn’t pick any. As I walked further, none of the wheat looked as good as what I had already passed. In the end, I walked out with nothing.”

Socrates smiled and said, “That is love. We often think something better lies ahead, so we pass by the one who may have been most right for us. And when we finally realize it, it’s too late to turn back.”

What Is Marriage?

Next, Plato asked, “Then what is marriage?”

Socrates responded, “Walk through the forest and cut down the biggest, strongest tree to use as a Christmas tree. Remember—you may only choose once, and you cannot turn back.”

This time, Plato returned with a tree that wasn’t the tallest or thickest, but still sturdy and pleasing.

When Socrates asked why he had picked it, Plato said, “I remembered the lesson from the wheat field. When I saw this tree and thought it was good enough, I cut it down. I was afraid that if I kept looking, I’d again end up with nothing. It may not be the best, but it’s mine—and I’m content with it.”

Socrates nodded and said, “That is marriage. It may not be perfect, but it’s real, reliable, and something you can walk through life with.”

What Is Happiness?

Finally, Plato asked, “What is happiness?”

Socrates told him to walk through a meadow and pick the most beautiful flower he could find, again under the same rule: choose only once, and no turning back.

After some time, Plato returned with a lovely flower in his hand.

Socrates asked, “Is this the most beautiful flower you saw?”

Plato answered with certainty: “When I saw this flower, I felt it was the most beautiful, so I picked it. Even though I saw other beautiful flowers later, I didn’t regret my choice. I stayed firm in my decision. This one, to me, is the most beautiful.”

Socrates smiled and said, “That is happiness. When you choose to see something as your happiness and cherish it, happiness is already yours.”


Through these three simple parables, Plato came to understand love, marriage, and happiness—not as things to chase endlessly, but as choices to recognize, embrace, and be content with.

  • Love is like the perfect ear of wheat you keep hoping to find ahead, only to realize—often too late—that what you passed by may have been the best match for you.
  • Marriage is like the tree that may not be flawless, but stands strong with you through the everyday winds and storms of life.
  • Happiness isn’t about always having the best. It’s about choosing something, valuing it, and finding contentment in it.

In a world driven by comparison, desire, and constant pursuit of “more,” true happiness arises when we stop looking outward and begin appreciating what we already have. When we make peace with our choices and nurture them with gratitude, we come to see: we already possess love, marriage, and happiness in their truest forms.

Link: https://peacelilysite.com/2025/08/05/plato-and-socrates-on-love-marriage-and-happiness-timeless-lessons-for-life/

Tasha Tudor: A Life of Simplicity and Beauty

At 92 years old, Tasha Tudor lived a life that seemed lifted from the pages of a fairy tale. A beloved American picture book author and illustrator, her world was filled with charm, creativity, and a profound connection to nature. Her quiet, pastoral lifestyle captured the imagination of many, and a documentary about her life gained widespread acclaim in both the United States and Japan—earning her the title of one of the most admired women of her time.

Tasha was born into a prominent family, surrounded by great minds and cultural icons—her home once welcomed the likes of Albert Einstein and Mark Twain. Growing up in such an environment may have nurtured her early independence and vivid imagination. While others her age dreamed of parties and popularity, Tasha longed for a simpler dream: to own a cow and live close to nature.

At just 15, she left formal schooling to follow her passion for art and farming. This bold decision marked the beginning of a remarkable artistic journey. Over her lifetime, Tasha created more than 80 beautifully illustrated children’s books, winning the prestigious Caldecott Medal and receiving the Queen’s Lifetime Achievement Award. Her delicate, nostalgic illustrations shaped the childhoods of generations.

At 23, she married and raised four children. But when her unconventional lifestyle became too difficult for her husband to accept, they separated. Tasha pressed on, supporting herself through her art and craftsmanship.

When she was 57, and her children had grown, Tasha embraced the life she had always dreamed of. She moved to the hills of Vermont and built a cottage modeled after an 18th-century farmhouse. There, she lived without electricity, running water, or modern conveniences—choosing instead to return to the rhythms of a bygone era.

Tasha Tudor shaving splints from a log on her Vermont farm in 1977 By unknown Immediate source: https://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/20/books/20tudor.html

Her days were filled with meaningful simplicity: raising chickens and sheep, growing vegetables, preparing meals by hand. She wove and sewed her own clothes—elegant dresses and colorful scarves—always taking pride in her appearance, even in solitude.

Tasha found deep joy in the natural world. She built a lush, secret garden where flowers bloomed in every season, and she tended it with love. Whether watering plants or walking through her fields, she embraced each moment with a grateful heart.

Though she lived alone, she was never lonely. Her cats and dogs kept her company, and her grandchildren visited often. Her home radiated warmth, creativity, and quiet joy.

“Letting go is a kind of strength,” she once said.

In an age obsessed with material gain, Tasha Tudor’s life reminds us that true richness lies in simplicity. She let go of the noise and temptations of modern life, choosing instead a path of peace, beauty, and authenticity.

Tasha Tudor didn’t just illustrate magical worlds—she lived in one. And through her life and work, she continues to inspire us to slow down, appreciate the everyday, and create beauty from the inside out.

Link: https://peacelilysite.com/2025/07/25/tasha-tudor-a-life-of-simplicity-and-beauty/

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/

Everything Has a Spirit: The Heartwarming Tale of GiGi the Great Horned Owl

In a world where every creature carries a spirit, we often find ourselves reminded of the profound connections we can share with the beings around us. This truth was beautifully illustrated in the story of GiGi, a majestic great horned owl who faced the brink of death but found hope through the kindness of a stranger.

GiGi’s journey began in May, 2016 when she was brought to the Wild at Heart Rescue in Mississippi after suffering severe head trauma, likely from a car accident. She arrived with a massive concussion, weight loss, and a serious respiratory condition known as aspergillosis. Missy Dubuisson, the founder and director of Wild at Heart, described GiGi’s condition as one of the most critical the rescue had ever encountered.

Despite her dire situation, there was one person at the rescue who could help GiGi regain her strength: Douglas “Doug” Pojeky, affectionately known as the “birds of prey whisperer.” Dubuisson noted, “In all my years of working with birds of prey, I have never seen someone with such a bond with these magnificent birds.” Under Pojeky’s dedicated care, GiGi began her remarkable recovery, transitioning from a fragile state to regaining her independence.

The bond between GiGi and Pojeky deepened as she learned to trust him. When he returned from a trip to Michigan, the reunion was nothing short of magical. GiGi’s excitement was palpable; she bobbed her head and danced on his arm before making her way to his chest for a heartfelt embrace. In that moment, with her head resting on his shoulder and her wings wrapped around him, it was clear that their connection transcended words.

Pojeky shared that GiGi’s embrace held a special significance for him. Growing up, a great horned owl often perched on his family barn, a symbol of comfort and connection. On the morning of his father’s passing, that same owl was spotted overlooking their farmhouse. “For some reason when that bird was hugging me, all I could think of was my dad,” he reflected, highlighting the deep emotional ties that can exist between humans and animals.

As GiGi continued her recovery, she was eventually released back into the wild. Yet, she had Pojeky by her side—a testament to the love and compassion that can thrive even in the face of adversity. Dubuisson remarked, “It literally brings tears to my eyes to watch him interact with these birds. They absolutely know him and trust him. It’s the trust that you see in her face.”

GiGi’s story serves as a powerful reminder that every being has a spirit and that our efforts to help and protect others—whether human or animal—bring profound joy and fulfillment. Let us strive to extend our hands and hearts to those in need, for in doing so, we not only uplift others but also enrich our own lives in ways we may never fully comprehend.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2025/02/14/everything-has-a-spirit-the-heartwarming-tale-of-gigi-the-great-horned-owl/

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I Am Me and I am Okay

I Am Me

by Virginia Satir

In all the world there is no one else exactly like me.

Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine because I choose it…

I own everything about me, my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions whether they be to others or to myself

I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears

I own all of my triumphs and successes, all of my failures and mistakes because I own all of me.

I become intimately acquainted with me by so doing, I can love me and be friendly with me in all my parts

I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me and other aspects I do not know…

but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and for ways to find out more about me…

however I look and sound whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me

if later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought and felt turned out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting and keep the rest and invent something new for that which is I discard

I can see, hear, feel, think, say and do.

I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me…

I own me and therefore I can engineer me

I am me and I AM OKAY.

Satir’s beautiful and empowering poem “I Am Me” encapsulates her core belief in self-worth and individuality. Its heartfelt lines inspire readers to embrace their authentic selves, fostering inner peace and self-acceptance. Through her words, Satir invites us to celebrate who we truly are, reminding us that personal growth is both possible and transformative.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2024/11/25/i-am-me-and-i-am-okay/

The Swan’s Gift

The Swan’s Gift

By Brenda Seabrooke

Anton was a farmer who lived with his wife Rubina and their seven children at the edge of the forest. He worked hard and they were happy for many years. Then one spring, the rains didn’t fall and Anton’s wheat died in the fields. As winter came on, their food supply grew smaller and smaller. Soon, Anton’s shoulders were stooped with worry. Rubina’s plump apple cheeks withered. The children no longer sang or laughed or danced, for they were all too hungry.

Every day Anton went out to hunt for food but returned without firing a shot. And every day, Rubina added water to the onion soup until there was nothing in the pot but water. When Anton saw his family crying with hunger, he wanted to cry too.

But instead, he took his gun and went out again into the cold, cold night. He had to find something for them to eat: a bird or a rabbit. But the black branches were empty of birds and no rabbits crouched in the frozen shrub. The only tracks Anton saw were his own.

He came to a small hill and knew it was the last one he would be able to climb before his strength was gone. His feet were numb and his breath rasped in the freezing air. At the top of the rise, he stopped to rest, scanning the snow for tracks. In despair, Anton turned to go. Just then, he saw below him a lake that was not yet frozen over. Its edge was lacy with ice and at its center floated a swan of such dazzling beauty that Anton could not look away. Its stark white feathers gleamed against the dark water and as Anton watched, the swan seemed to grow larger until its image filled his eyes.

Suddenly, juices flowed into Anton’s mouth. He could taste succulent roast swan and see his children’s faces glowing as his family sat at the table eating again. He raised his gun and sighted down the long barrel. Anton put his finger on the trigger. The swan seemed to be looking at him, listening for the shot that would kill it. He lowered the gun. The swan was the most beautiful creature Anton had ever seen. As he watched, the swan fanned its magnificent wings.

Anton closed his eyes and thought of his family. Again, he raised his gun. Hours seemed to pass. The feathers on the swan’s breast moved gently with each beat of its heart, and Anton could feel his own heart beating. He lifted his heavy wet feet, walked a few steps, and then dropped to his knees. “I can’t do it,” he said.

“Why not?” asked a voice as soft as snow or feathers ruffling in a gentle wind.

“I cannot kill beauty. If I kill this swan, my family will have food for one or two meals. And then what? We will be hungry again and it will have been for nothing.”

Anton was too tired to be surprised that he was speaking to the swan or the wind or the night. He was too tired to walk back home. He bowed his head with sadness for his family.

With a cry, the swan lifted its wings, rose from the lake, and circled Anton, water dropping from its wing feathers.As the water hit the snow, it froze into crystals that sparkled in the moonlight. Anton reached out and touched one. It was hard, harder than ice, and did not melt in the warmth of his hand.

“A diamond!” Anton said. Quickly, he scooped up the diamonds that lay in a glittering circle around him. He filled his pockets with them and set off through the snow to a nearby village.

Anton was no longer tired. He no longer felt the cold. He woke up the innkeeper, calling, “I need food.”

“Your crops failed,” said the innkeeper. “Everyone knows you have no money.”

“I have a diamond,” said Anton.

“Where would the likes of you get a diamond?” the man scoffed.

“Let me in and I will explain.”

The innkeeper fed Anton cold venison and sweet dumplings while Anton told his story, and the innkeeper’s wife packed a sledge for him with roast chickens and cheeses and onions and turnips. Then they sent Anton on his way so that they could begin looking for the magic swan themselves.

Rubina met him at the door. “Did you find any food? Mischa has fainted.”

“No. But look what I have brought.” Anton showed her the sledge.

“But how did you get it?” she asked.

For answer, he spilled the diamonds onto the table.

“Oh,” cried Rubina, “you have turned to robbery!”

“No,” said Anton. And he told her all about the swan, and how it had circled him with the diamonds falling from its wings.

Anton and Rubina woke the children even though it was the middle of the night, and they all sat at the table eating slowly, enjoying the flavor of the food and wonderful feeling in their stomachs. Rubina’s black eyes sparkled as she filled her children’s bowls. Anton felt his strength returning. Several of the children hummed as they were put to bed.

Anton and Rubina and their children were never hungry again, for they used their diamonds wisely and well. News of the magic swan spread throughout the land and many people searched for it. But the swan was never found.

Sometimes when Anton was alone in the forest, the image of the swan rose before him. He saw again the gleam of its feathers, the coral glow of its beak, and the magnificent reach of its wings as it glided silently across the sky.

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Discovering Meaning in Adversity: Lessons from Viktor Frankl’s ‘Man’s Search for Meaning’

In his profound book “Man’s Search for Meaning,” psychologist Viktor Frankl imparts crucial lessons on finding meaning in our lives. The book is divided into two parts: the first half comprises the author’s semi-autobiographical narrative of life in a concentration camp, retaining insights and thoughts from the perspective of a refugee. Frankl, with the keen observational eye of a psychologist, categorizes the camp’s inhabitants into two main groups. Those who survived were invariably those who found meaning in life and clung to a shred of hope to keep moving forward, although many of them did not persevere until the end. Those who deemed life meaningless, lost the will to live, and had no hope, inevitably perished.

The second half delves into the fundamental concepts of logotherapy from a psychological perspective. Observations from the refugee camp are documented and internalized into the author’s own “logotherapy,” aiding patients—or ordinary people like us—in finding meaning in life and living their unique existence. The author advocates against determinism, emphasizing the importance of individual choice over environmental determinism.

Frankl, a Jewish psychiatrist imprisoned in the Auschwitz concentration camp, experienced a tumultuous journey of emotions. Before Christmas in 1944, rumors spread in Auschwitz that the war would end and everyone would be released, yet after Christmas passed without the anticipated victory, hopelessness descended, resulting in the death of 80% of the camp’s inhabitants—not from hunger and cold, but from the loss of hope. Frankl survived because two things mattered to him: his family, especially his love for his wife, which provided him with immense motivation during times of suffering, and his manuscript, his work on the psychological “logotherapy” he aimed to complete. These two things were bigger than himself, sustaining him through the ordeal.

This book stands out among numerous works because it encompasses both the author’s personal harrowing experiences and the detached observations of a scientist. From the outset, the author states his reluctance to write a mere chronicle of the concentration camp but rather aims to answer one question: “What psychological journey does an ordinary prisoner go through each day in the camp?” His observations focus on the silent, anonymous inmates’ reactions to their environment, including his own.

What fascinates me most is the author’s earnest yet transcendent perspective. Grounded in his own inner being, he strives for honesty without self-pity or complaint, maintaining a clinical detachment that rises above the harsh realities of the time. This writing style and attitude reveal both his resilient spirit and remarkable clarity of mind, as well as his profound understanding of his inhuman conditions, rendering emotional catharsis unnecessary.

At times, he detaches himself from his immediate surroundings, engaging in imaginary dialogues with his beloved wife, allowing love to fill his heart. The ability to detach oneself from reality using imagination is a unique human skill that aids survival in extreme adversity.

His theory posits that the search for meaning in life is the fundamental driving force of human existence. This meaning is unique and individual, requiring realization and practice by each person; only through this realization can one’s will to meaning be fulfilled. The aim of “logotherapy” is to aid individuals in uncovering the meaning in their lives. This meaning varies for each person and changes at different life stages, necessitating personal exploration. Once discovered, it provides hope for easing the neuroses arising from a lack of meaning in life. Meaning in life is concrete and tangible. For instance, a mother may find meaning in living for her children. I wholeheartedly concur with the author’s view that the meaning of life is not fixed. The sustenance it provides varies at different ages and stages of life. For instance, there was an elderly man who had been depressed for two years after losing his wife, seeking assistance from Frankl. When asked what his wife would do if he had passed away before her, the man responded that she would not be able to bear such pain. Frankl then remarked, “So, she left first. You can bear the pain for her to rest in peace. Isn’t that good?” The man felt relieved upon hearing this. He found the meaning of his life at that time.

According to author, there are three paths to finding meaning in life: 1. Creativity and work; 2. Recognizing values (such as love); 3. Suffering. Frankl firmly believes that everyone can find meaning in life, whether through creativity and work, experiencing something or loving someone, or, in extreme circumstances, when all joy is stripped away, unavoidable suffering itself becomes the meaning of life. From his experiences in the concentration camp, he realized the third path.

In extreme adverse conditions, when a person is reduced to nothing but their body and mind, they still retain the freedom to choose their attitude towards their environment. They can either actively and arduously utilize every condition to survive or succumb to the desire to die, yielding to fate. The choice of attitude is the only and complete dignity and meaning. And humans can choose to say “yes” to life.

Therefore, Frankl is a pessimistic optimist. He acknowledges that life itself is inherently meaningless, yet he is willing to inspire humanity to find meaning for themselves. His mission in existential psychiatry is to help patients find their own meaning in life through various methods. In contrast to psychoanalysis, which views humans as passive products of their environment, Frankl places human subjective will in a more significant position.

I cannot disagree with Frankl’s viewpoint. From my own half-century of life experience, I also believe that the attitude we adopt towards our environment, whether favorable or adverse, ultimately determines the trajectory of our lives. This is what I mean by “character determines destiny.” There are times of despair, hopelessness, and pessimism, of course, and there is no need to feel ashamed. We should learn to pull ourselves out of negative emotions and sincerely believe that “tomorrow will be better.” And indeed, tomorrow often turns out fine.

Nine powerful quotes from the book Man’s Search for Meaning

  1. Choose hope. We cannot always change our circumstances but we always have a choice about our attitude in any given situation. As Viktor Frankl writes, “When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.”*
  2. Know your why. Ask yourself: What am I living for? Every single day, we should ask ourselves why we are getting up and why we are here at all “Those who have a ‘why’ can bear with almost any ‘how’.”
  3. Learn how to cry. Tears are not a sign of weakness; they emanate from a soul that is not afraid to break: “But there was no need to be ashamed of tears, for tears bore witness that a man had the greatest courage, the courage to suffer.”
  4. Don’t just be part of the herd. The world is upside down; sometimes doing what everyone else is doing is what is insane. “An abnormal reaction to an abnormal situation is normal.”
  5. Live meaningfully. We create meaning by answering the questions life asks from us. “Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of his life is, but rather must recognize that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life. It did not really matter what we expected of life, but rather what life expected of us.”
  6. Fill your day doing acts of kindness. There is purpose in kindness; there is meaning in the hundreds of small acts of giving that we have the opportunity to grasp each day. “We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms-to choose one’s own way.”
  7. Move beyond yourself. We find true meaning when we transcend our own needs and limits. “The more one forgets himself – by giving himself to a cause to serve or another person to love – the more human he is and the more he actualizes himself.”
  8. Feel the pain of others. Suffering hurts no matter how irrelevant or ordinary it may seem to others. Be attuned to others’ grief even if doesn’t seem like a tragedy in the overall scheme of life. “Thus suffering completely fills the human soul and conscious mind, no matter whether the suffering is great or little. Therefore, the ‘size’ of human suffering is absolutely relative.”
  9. We can change even when life is hard. We can create meaningful lives full of depth and love and purpose. “Man does not simply exist but always decides what his existence will be, what he will become the next moment. By the same token, every human being has the freedom to change at any instant.”

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2024/05/10/discovering-meaning-in-adversity-lessons-from-viktor-frankls-mans-search-for-meaning/

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A Journey into the Spiritual Realm

Have you ever stumbled upon a book that instantly captivates your attention, drawing you into its pages with an irresistible allure? That’s precisely what happened to me when I discovered the Chinese version of “The Boy Who Saw True.” From the moment I started reading, I was completely enthralled.

At the heart of this remarkable book is a young boy from England, born into privilege yet endowed with an extraordinary gift. Raised in a family where literature was cherished, he inherited his father’s passion for reading, immersing himself in books far beyond his tender years. Despite his mother’s attempts to steer him away from certain subjects, his determination to explore the literary world only grew stronger, infusing his writings with a delightful blend of wit and charm that is uniquely his own.

But what truly sets this young boy apart is his “third eye” – an innate ability to see truths hidden from ordinary sight. In his diary, he meticulously chronicles the myriad of peculiar phenomena he encounters in the spiritual realm. From envisioning himself as a monk in a secluded cave, imparting ancient Buddhist teachings to his disciples, to glimpsing his past life as a revered priest in ancient Egypt, seduced by the allure of worldly power – each revelation is as astonishing as it is profound, offering profound insights into the mysteries of human nature and the cosmic order.

Despite facing skepticism and misunderstanding from those around him, the boy’s unwavering insight into the spiritual realm remains unquestionable. His experiences, both mysterious and mesmerizing, serve as a beacon of inspiration, igniting a fervent curiosity in readers eager to unlock the secrets of the universe.

The author’s integrity shines through every page, as he never seeks to exploit his psychic abilities for personal gain. It’s this steadfast commitment to truth and authenticity that makes his diary a rare and precious gem, entrusted to the world by the esteemed editor, Mr. Cyril Scott, after the author’s passing.

What makes “The Boy Who Saw True” truly exceptional is its exploration of the spiritual realm through the innocent eyes of a child. Unlike other metaphysical books, it eschews complex theories in favor of a refreshingly simple and humorous narrative style, making it accessible to readers of all ages.

As I delved deeper into its pages, I couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of wonder and enlightenment. This book is more than just a literary masterpiece – it’s a journey of self-discovery and spiritual awakening that transcends the boundaries of time and space.

In conclusion, “The Boy Who Saw True” invites readers to embark on a transformative voyage into the unknown, where the boundaries between reality and imagination blur, and the truth reveals itself in the most unexpected of places. It’s a reminder that our lives are but a small part of a vast and wondrous universe, waiting to be explored and embraced with open hearts and minds.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2024/03/29/a-journey-into-the-spiritual-realm/

A Beautiful Love Story Carved in the Dunhuang Grotto China

Prince Sunwoo ventured into the sea in search of treasures

In the ancient Dunhuang Grottoes of China, a mesmerizing love story unfolds, delicately captured in murals that have withstood the test of time. Let us immerse ourselves in this enchanting tale of kindness, courage, and wisdom.

Once upon a time, in the Kingdom of Polo, a joyous occasion marked the birth of a prince named Sunwoo. Born to the noble king and queen after twelve years of fervent prayers, the young prince brought immense happiness to the royal family.

As Sunwoo grew, so did his wisdom and kindness. His presence was a beacon of light, radiating love and compassion. However, alongside him was a stepbrother, an evil friend, whose heart harbored jealousy and resentment towards the virtuous prince.

The tale takes an unexpected turn when Sunwoo, driven by a desire to alleviate the suffering of his people, embarks on a perilous journey to seek treasures from the sea. His selflessness touches the hearts of many, but it also ignites the envy of his malevolent stepbrother.

Prince Sunwoo accompanied by 500 volunteers to search for treasur

Guided by an elderly instructor and accompanied by 500 volunteers, Sunwoo reaches Haizhou Jumbo Island. As he ventures further, facing challenges and loss, he encounters the benevolent Dragon King, who grants him the priceless Ruyi pearl.

Prince Sunwoo and his team sailed across the ocean

Meanwhile, back in the Kingdom of Polo, Sunwoo’s absence is keenly felt. His parents, yearning for his return, send a white goose as a messenger. The devoted goose delivers a letter revealing the Prince’s dire circumstances.

As Sunwoo’s journey unfolds, his evil stepbrother, fearing Sunwoo’s increased popularity upon return, decides to sabotage him. The malicious act blinds Sunwoo, leaving him vulnerable and alone.

In his darkest hour, a compassionate cowherd boy comes to Sunwoo’s aid. Unaware of his royal identity, the boy rescues Sunwoo and becomes his loyal companion, leading him back to the kingdom.

The love story takes an unexpected twist when the blind Sunwoo, reduced to a beggar, meets a kind princess during his wanderings. The princess was very touched by Sunwoo’s music. Her genuine affection and determination to marry him, despite societal norms, lead to a grand wedding.

In a poignant moment, the princess, deeply in love, makes a solemn vow. She promises to restore Sunwoo’s sight if her love is true and vows to take away her own eyes if she ever betrays him. Miraculously, her unwavering love restores one of Sunwoo’s eyes.

The narrative weaves through twists and turns, revealing the complex interplay of good and evil, karma, and ultimate redemption. Sunwoo’s evil stepbrother, realizing the consequences of his actions, repents and reveals the hidden Ruyi pearl.

In a grand reunion, Sunwoo’s parents regain their sight, and the entire kingdom is bathed in prosperity. The murals in Dunhuang and Kaihua Temple immortalize this timeless love story, showcasing not only the artistic brilliance of ancient China but also the enduring power of kindness and virtue.

As we reflect on this captivating tale, may it inspire us to embrace compassion, navigate life’s challenges with wisdom, and believe in the transformative power of love and redemption. The Dunhuang Grottoes stand as a testament to the rich tapestry of human stories etched in history, inviting us to cherish the enduring lessons embedded in their ancient walls.

Link:https://peacelilysite.com/2024/02/08/a-beautiful-love-story-carved-in-the-dunhuang-grotto-china/

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