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Once upon a time, there was a crane who lived near a small pond. Right next to the pond was a big tree with a fairy living in it. He learned by observing the various animals. There were also many small fish living in the small pond. The crane was in the habit of picking up fish with his beak and eating them. Since there happened to be a drought in the area, the water level in the pond was becoming lower and lower. This made it easier for the crane to catch fish. In fact, he was even getting to be a little fat! However, the crane discovered that no matter how easy it was to catch fish, and no matter how many he ate, he was never completely satisfied. But he did not learn from this. Instead, he decided that if he ate all the fish in the pond, then he would find true happiness. “The more the merrier!” he said to himself. In order to catch all the fish in the pond, the crane thought up a clever plan. He would trick the fish, and deceive them into trusting him. Then when they trusted him the most, he would gobble them up. He was very pleased with himself for thinking up such a trick.

Once upon a time, there was a big banyan tree in the forest beneath the mighty Himalayas. Living near this banyan tree were three very good friends. They were a quail, a monkey and an elephant. Each of them was quite smart. Occasionally the three friends got into a disagreement. When this happened, they did not consider the opinion of any one of them to be more valuable. No matter how much experience each one had, his opinion was treated the same as the others. So, it, took them a long time to reach an agreement. Every time this happened, they had to start from the beginning to reach a solution. After a while they realized that it would save time, and help their friendship, if they could shorten their disagreements. They decided that it would certainly help if they considered the most valuable opinion first. Then, if they could agree on that one, they would not have to waste time, and possibly even become less friendly, by arguing about the other two. Fortunately, they all thought the most valuable opinion was the one based on the most experience. Therefore, they could live together even more peacefully if they gave higher respect to the oldest among them. Only if his opinion were clearly wrong, would they need to consider others. Unfortunately, the elephant and the monkey and the quail had no idea which one was the oldest. Since this was a time before old age was respected, they had no reason to remember their birthdays or their ages. Then one day, while they were relaxing in the shade of the big banyan tree, the quail and the monkey asked the elephant, “As far back as you can remember, what was the size of this banyan tree?” The elephant replied, “I remember this tree for a very long time. When I was just a little baby, I used to scratch my belly by rubbing it over the tender shoots on top of this banyan tree.” Then the monkey said, “When I was a curious baby monkey, I used to sit and examine the little seedling banyan tree. Sometimes I used to bend over and nibble its top tender leaves.” The monkey and the elephant asked the quail, “As far back as you can remember, what was the size of this banyan tree?” The quail said, “When I was young, I was looking for food in a nearby forest. In that forest, there was a big old banyan tree, which was full of ripe berries. I ate some of those berries, and the next day I was standing right here. This was where I let my droppings fall, and the seeds they contained grew up to be this very tree!” The monkey and the elephant said, “Aha! Sir quail, you must be the oldest. You deserve our respect and honor. From now on we will pay close attention to your words. Based on your wisdom and experience, advise us when we make mistakes. When there are disagreements, we will give the highest place to your opinion. We ask only that you be honest and just.” The quail replied, “I thank you for your respect, and I promise to always do my best to deserve it.” It just so happened that this wise little quail was the Bodhisattva the Enlightenment Being.

Once upon a time, there was a Quail King who reigned over a flock of a thousand quails. There was also a very clever quail hunter. He knew how to make a quail call. Because this sounded just like a real quail crying for help, it never failed to attract other quails. Then the hunter covered them with a net, stuffed them in baskets, and sold them to make a living. Because he always put the safety of his flock first. Quail King was highly respected by all. While on the lookout for danger, one day he came across the hunter and saw what he did. He thought, ‘This quail hunter has a good plan for destroying our relatives. I must make a better plan to save us.” Then he called together his whole nation of a thousand quails. He also invited other quails to attend the meeting. He said, “Greetings to our quail nation and welcome to our visitors. We are faced with great danger. Many of our relatives are being trapped and sold by a clever hunter. Then they are being killed and eaten. I have come up with a plan to save us all. When the hunter covers us with his net, every single one of us must raise his neck at the same time. Then, all together, we should fly away with the net and drop it on a thorn bush. That will keep him busy, and we will be able to escape with our lives.” All agreed to follow this smart strategy. The next day the hunter lured the quails with his quail call as usual. But when he threw his net over them, they all raised up their necks at once, flew away with the net, and dropped it on a thorn bush. He could catch no quails at all! In addition, it took him the rest of the day to loosen his net from the thorns – so he had no time left to try again! The same thing happened on the following day. So, he spent a second day unhooking his net from sharp thorns. He arrived home only to be greeted by his wife’s sharp tongue! She complained, “You used to bring home quail to eat, and money from selling quails. Now you return empty-handed. What do you do all day? You must have another wife somewhere, who is feasting on quail meat at this very moment!” The hunter replied, “Don’t think such a thing, my darling. These days the quails have become very unified. They act as one, and raise up their necks and carry my net to a thorn bush. But thanks to you, my one and only wife, I know just what to do! Just as you argue with me, one day they too will argue, as relatives usually do. While they are occupied in conflict and bickering, I will trap them and bring them back to you. Then you will be pleased with me again. Until then, I must be patient.” The hunter had to put up with his wife’s complaints for several more days. Then one morning after being lured by the quail call, it just so happened that one quail accidentally stepped on the head of another. He immediately got angry and squawked at her. She removed her foot from his head and said, “Please don’t be angry with me. Please excuse my mistake.” But he would not listen. Soon both of them were squawking and squawking, and the conflict got worse and worse! Hearing this bickering getting louder and louder, Quail King said, “There is no advantage in conflict. Continuing it will lead to danger!” But they just wouldn’t listen. Then Quail King thought, “I’m afraid this silly conflict will keep them from cooperating to raise the net.” So, he commanded that all should escape. His own flock flew away at once. And it was just in time too! Suddenly the quail hunter threw his net over the remaining quails. The two arguing quails said to each other, I won’t hold the net for you.” Hearing this, even some of the other quails said, “Why should I hold the net for anyone else?” So, the conflict spread like wildfire. The hunter grabbed all the quails, stuffed them in his baskets, and took them home to his wife. Of course, she was overjoyed, and they invited all their friends over for a big quail feast.

In the vast tapestry of existence, where the threads of our lives intertwine with the cosmic dance of impermanence, silence emerges as a powerful ally on the path of self-discovery. We, as seekers of wisdom, walk the sacred journey paved by the teachings of the enlightened one, Gautama Buddha. In the echoes of our footsteps, we find seven situations where the art of remaining silent becomes not only a choice but a sacred duty. Legend has it that once, as the Buddha walked the dusty roads of ancient India, a curious disciple questioned him about the significance of silence. The Master, with eyes that held the vastness of the cosmos, responded, "In the hallowed hush of mindful silence, we discover the untold mysteries of our own hearts. In these moments, we transcend the limitations of speech, allowing the truth to echo in the corridors of our being." Let us embark on this journey together, a collective pilgrimage into the depths of our souls, guided by the timeless wisdom of Buddhism.

TRANSCRIPTION: Once upon a time, there was a rich family living in Benares, in northern India. They arranged for their son to marry a good and honest girl from a nearby village. Being very pretty as well, they were sure they could not find a better wife for their son. The groom’s family decided on a date for the wedding. The bride’s family agreed to meet them in the village on the wedding day. Meanwhile, the rich family also had their own special astrological priest. When he found out they had picked the wedding day, without paying him to consult the stars, he became angry. He decided to get even with them. When the wedding day arrived, the astrological priest dressed up in his finest robes, and called the family together. He bowed to them all, and then looked at his star charts very seriously. He told them that this star was too close to the horizon, and that planet was in the middle of an unlucky constellation, and the moon was in a very dangerous phase for having a wedding. He told them that, not seeking his advice, they had picked the worst day of the year for a wedding. This could only lead to a terrible marriage. The frightened family forgot all about the wonderful qualities of the intended bride, and remained home in Benares. Meanwhile the bride’s family had arranged everything for the village wedding ceremony. When the agreed upon hour arrived, they waited and waited for the future husband and his family. Finally, they realized they were not coming. So, they thought, “Those city people picked the date and time, and now they didn’t show up. This is insulting! Why should we wait any longer? Let our daughter marry an honorable and hard-working village man.” So, they quickly arranged a new marriage and celebrated the wedding. The next day, the astrological priest said that, suddenly, the stars and planets and moon were in perfect positions for a wedding! So, the Benares family went to the village and asked for the wedding to take place. But the village people said, “You picked the date and time. Then you disgraced us by not showing up!” The city people replied, “Our family priest told us that yesterday the stars and planets and moon were in terrible positions. It was a very unlucky day for a wedding. But he has assured us that today is a most lucky day. So please send us the bride at once!” The village family said, “You have no honor. You have made the choice of the day more important than the choice of the bride. It’s too late now! Our daughter has married another.” Then the two families began to quarrel heatedly. A wise man happened to come along. Seeing the two families quarrelling so, he tried to settle the dispute. The city people told him that they had respected the warnings of their astrological priest. It was because of the unlucky positions of the stars and planets and moon, that they had not come to the wedding. The wise man said, “The good fortune was in the bride, not in the stars. You fools have followed the stars and lost the bride. Without your foolishness, those far off stars can do nothing!”

In the turbulent sea of existence, where the tides of joy and sorrow relentlessly clash against the shores of our souls, there exists a path illuminated by the ancient wisdom of Buddhism. As we embark on this journey together, guided by the teachings of enlightened minds and revered monks, we unveil the secrets to cultivating happiness in every situation, no matter how tempestuous the waves may be. Imagine, if you will, the story of a humble monk who wandered through the rugged terrain of the Himalayas. Legend has it that he encountered a great storm that threatened to obliterate everything in its path. Yet, amidst the thunderous roars of nature's fury, this monk stood unwavering, not as a victim of circumstance, but as a beacon of serenity. Such is the power of embracing the core tenets of Buddhism. In the heart of our collective journey lies the profound understanding that true happiness is not contingent upon the external world, but rather, it blossoms from within. This revelation, dear seeker, is the first step towards a life adorned with unshakable joy.

In the stillness of the mind, where chaos once reigned supreme, lies the path to true liberation. As seekers on the journey of self-discovery, we yearn to unlock the secrets of inner peace and unravel the knots that bind us to the turbulent sea of thoughts. In the ancient wisdom of Buddhism, we find a guiding light, a beacon that beckons us to the profound art of emptying the mind. Imagine a realm within, a sanctuary untouched by the storms of desire and the tempests of anger. It is in this sacred space that we, like the venerable monks of old, can discover the transformative power of emptying the mind. Let us embark on this journey together, drawing inspiration from the teachings of revered Buddhist scholars, legends, and monks who have walked the path before us. Our first guide on this odyssey is the great sage Nagarjuna, a beacon of wisdom whose words resonate through the corridors of time. He spoke of emptiness not as a void, but as a boundless space where illusions dissolve, and the mind finds its true nature. Like a river that flows freely when unencumbered, our minds too can find serenity when emptied of attachments.

In the realm of inner strength and resilience, ancient wisdom whispers through the corridors of time, revealing the profound teachings of Buddhism. As we embark on this transformative journey together, let us explore seven habits that echo the footsteps of those who have trodden the path of mental mastery. #InnerPeace #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #Wisdom #SelfDiscovery #zenstory #Enlightenment #Tranquility #ZenTeachings #BuddhistWisdom #QuietReflection #LifeLessons #PeacefulMind #StrengthInSilence #ZenPhilosophy #SpiritualGrowth #Serenity #MindfulLiving #ZenStories #EmbraceSilence #silenceandfury #motivationalstory #motivationalvideo #shortstory #shortstories #moralstories #inspirationalstories #zenmotivation #gautambuddha #zenwisdom #storywithsubtitles #samuraitales #storyinenglish #inspirationalmindset

In the quiet depths of existence, where the shadows of laziness linger, we find ourselves standing at the crossroads between mediocrity and the pursuit of a higher purpose. In the ancient wisdom of Buddhism, there lies a profound guide on how to transcend the shackles of lethargy and embrace the path of self-control and fortitude. As we embark on this journey together, let us draw wisdom from the teachings of venerable monks who have treaded the sacred grounds of discipline and resilience. It is said that in the pursuit of overcoming laziness, one must first recognize the insidious nature of this lethargic force that lurks within. The Buddha himself spoke of the hindrance of sloth and torpor, urging his disciples to confront it with unwavering determination. #InnerPeace #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #Wisdom #SelfDiscovery #zenstory #Enlightenment #Tranquility #ZenTeachings #BuddhistWisdom #QuietReflection #LifeLessons #PeacefulMind #StrengthInSilence #ZenPhilosophy #SpiritualGrowth #Serenity #MindfulLiving #ZenStories #EmbraceSilence #silenceandfury #motivationalstory #motivationalvideo #shortstory #shortstories #moralstories #inspirationalstories #zenmotivation #gautambuddha #zenwisdom #storywithsubtitles #samuraitales #storyinenglish #inspirationalmindset

In the realm of wisdom and serenity, there exists a profound tale that resonates through the corridors of time – a Zen story crafted not only to enlighten the mind but to liberate it from the shackles of incessant overthinking. As we embark on this journey together, let the words weave a tapestry of introspection, drawing from the ancient teachings of Buddhism, where the essence of self-control and fortitude takes root. In the quietude of a monastery nestled atop a mist-laden mountain, a venerable monk, wise beyond the measure of years, imparted a lesson that transcends the boundaries of time and space. It is said that this monk, a beacon of tranquility, possessed an aura that could quell the most tempestuous storms within the human soul. As we delve into the annals of Buddhist wisdom, let us consider the profound words of the revered Thich Nhat Hanh, a modern-day sage who, like the ancient masters, unraveled the secrets of the mind. In his teachings, he illuminated the path to mindfulness, urging us to embrace the present moment with unwavering focus. #InnerPeace #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #Wisdom #SelfDiscovery #zenstory #Enlightenment #Tranquility #ZenTeachings #BuddhistWisdom #QuietReflection #LifeLessons #PeacefulMind #StrengthInSilence #ZenPhilosophy #SpiritualGrowth #Serenity #MindfulLiving #ZenStories #EmbraceSilence #silenceandfury

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TRANSCRIPTION: Once upon a time, the King of Benares went on a picnic in the forest. The beautiful flowers and trees and fruits made him very happy. As he was enjoying their beauty, he slowly went deeper and deeper into the forest. Before long, he became separated from his companions and realized that he was all alone. Then he heard the sweet voice of a young woman. She was singing as she collected firewood. To keep from being afraid of being alone in the forest, the king followed the sound of the lovely voice. When he finally came upon the singer of the songs, he saw that she was a beautiful fair young woman, and immediately fell in love with her. They became very friendly, and the king became the father of the firewood woman’s child. Later, he explained how he had gotten lost in the forest, and convinced her that he was indeed the King of Benares. She gave him directions for getting back to his palace. The king gave her his valuable signet ring, and said, “If you give birth to a baby girl, sell this ring and use the money to bring her up well. If our child turns out to be a baby boy, bring him to me along with this ring for recognition.” So, saying, he departed for Benares. In the fullness of time, the firewood woman gave birth to a cute little baby boy. Being a simple shy woman, she was afraid to take him to the fancy court in Benares, but she saved the king’s signet ring. In a few years, the baby grew into a little boy. When he played with the other children in the village, they teased him and mistreated him, and even started fights with him. It was because his mother was not married that the other children picked on him. They yelled at him, “No-father! No-father! Your name should be No-father!” Of course, this made the little boy feel ashamed and hurt and sad. He often ran home crying to his mother. One day, he told her how the other children called him, “No-father! No-father! Your name should be No-father!” Then his mother said, “Don’t be ashamed, my son. You are not just an ordinary little boy. Your father is the King of Benares!” The little boy was very surprised. He asked his mother, “Do you have any proof of this?” So, she told him about his father giving her the signet ring, and that if the baby was a boy she should bring him to Benares, along with the ring as proof. The little boy said, “Let’s go then.” Because of what happened, she agreed, and the next day they set out for Benares. When they arrived at the king’s palace, the gate keeper told the king the firewood woman and her little son wanted to see him. They went into the royal assembly hall, which was filled with the king’s ministers and advisers. The woman reminded the king of their time together in the forest. Finally, she said, “Your majesty, here is your son.” The king was ashamed in front of all the ladies and gentlemen of his court. So, even though he knew the woman spoke the truth, he said, “He is not my son!” Then the lovely young mother showed the signet ring as proof. Again, the king was ashamed and denied the truth, saying, “It is not my ring!” Then the poor woman thought to herself, “I have no witness and no evidence to prove what I say. I have only my faith in the power of truth.” So, she said to the king, “If I throw this little boy up into the air, if he truly is your son, may he remain in the air without falling. If he is not your son, may he fall to the floor and die!” Suddenly, she grabbed the boy by his foot and threw him up into the air. Lo and behold, the boy sat in the cross-legged position, suspended in mid-air, without falling. Everyone was astonished, to say the least! Remaining in the air, the little boy spoke to the mighty king. “My lord, I am indeed a son born to you. You take care of many people who are not related to you. You even maintain countless elephants, horses and other animals. And yet, you do not think of looking after and raising me, your own son. Please do take care of me and my mother.” Hearing this, the king’s pride was overcome. He was humbled by the truth of the little boy’s powerful words. He held out his arms and said, “Come to me my son, and I will take good care of you.” Amazed by such a wonder, all the others in the court put out their arms. They too asked the floating little boy to come to them. But he went directly from mid-air into his father’s arms. With his son seated on his lap, the king announced that he would be the crown prince, and his mother would be the number one queen. Tags 1.#InnerPeace 2.#Meditation 3#Mindfulness 4. #Spirituality 5. #Wisdom 6. #SelfDiscovery 7. #zenstory #Enlightenment 8. #Tranquility 9. #ZenTeachings #BuddhistWisdom #QuietReflection #LifeLessons #PeacefulMind #StrengthInSilence #ZenPhilosophy #SpiritualGrowth #Serenity #MindfulLiving #ZenStories #EmbraceSilence #silenceandfury

TRANSCRIPTION: Once upon a time, there was a high-class rich man. As he became older, he realized that the suffering of old age was about the same for rich and poor alike. So, he gave up his wealth and class position, and went into the forest to live as a poor monk. He practiced meditation, and developed his mind. He freed himself from unwholesome thoughts, and became contented and happy. His peacefulness and friendliness gradually drew 500 followers to his side. At that time, long ago, most monks usually looked pretty serious. But there was one monk who, even though he was quite dignified, always wore at least a little smile. No matter what happened, he never lost this glimmer of inner happiness. And on happy occasions, he had the broadest smile, and the warmest laughter of all. Sometimes monks, as well as others, would ask him why he was so happy that he always wore a smile. He chuckled and said, “If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me! And if you thought I spoke a lie, it would be a dishonor to my master.” The Wise old master knew the source of the happiness that could not be wiped from his face. He made this happiest monk his number one assistant. One year, after the rainy season, the old monk and his 500 followers went to the city. The king permitted them to live in his pleasure garden for the springtime. This king was a good man, who took his responsibilities as ruler seriously. He tried to protect the people from danger, and increase their prosperity and welfare. He always had to worry about neighboring kings, some of whom wore unfriendly and threatening. He often had to make peace between his own rival ministers of state. Sometimes his wives fought for his attention, and for the advancement of their sons. Occasionally, a dissatisfied subject even threatened the life of the king himself! And of course, he had to worry constantly about the finances of the kingdom. In fact, he had so much to worry about, that he never had time to be happy! As summer approached, he learned that the monks were preparing to return to the forest. Considering the health and welfare of the old leader, the king went to him and said, “Your reverence, you are now very old and weak. What good does it do to go back to the forest? You can send your followers back, while you remain here.” The chief monk then called his number one assistant to him and said, “You are now to be the leader of the other monks while you all live in the forest. As I am too old and weak. I will remain here as offered by the king.” So, the 500 returned to the forest and the old one remained. The number one assistant continued practicing meditation in the forest. He gained so much wisdom and peace that he became even happier than before. He missed the master, and wanted to share his happiness with him. So, he returned to the city for a visit. When he arrived, he sat on a rug at the feet of the old monk. They didn’t speak very much, but every so often the number one assistant would say, “What happiness! Oh, what happiness!” Then the king came to visit. He paid his respects to the chief monk. However, the one from the forest just kept saying, “What happiness! Oh, what happiness!” He did not even stop to greet the king and show proper respect. This disturbed him, and he thought, “With all my worries, as busy as I am looking after the kingdom, I take time out for a visit and this monk does not respect me enough to even recognize me. “How insulting!” He said to the senior of the two monks, “Venerable sir, this monk must be stupid from overeating. That must be why he is so full of happiness. Does he lie around here so lazy all the time?” The head monk replied, “Oh king, have patience and I will tell you the source of his happiness. Not many know it. He was once a king, just as rich and mighty as you! Then he was ordained a monk and gave up his kingly life. Now he thinks his old happiness was nothing compared to his present joy!” “He used to be surrounded by armed men, who guarded and protected him. Now, sitting alone in the forest with nothing to fear, he has no need for armed guards. He has given up the burden of worrying about wealth that has to be protected. Instead, free of the worry of wealth and the fear of power, his wisdom protects himself and others. He advances in meditation to such inner peace, that he cannot keep from saying, ‘What happiness! Oh, what happiness!” #InnerPeace #Meditation #Mindfulness #Spirituality #Wisdom #SelfDiscovery #zenstory #Enlightenment #Tranquility #ZenTeachings #BuddhistWisdom #QuietReflection #LifeLessons #PeacefulMind #StrengthInSilence #ZenPhilosophy #SpiritualGrowth #Serenity #MindfulLiving #ZenStories #EmbraceSilence #silenceandfury

TRANSCRIPTION: Once upon a time in a place called Seri, there were two salesmen of pots and pans and hand-made trinkets. They agreed to divide the town between them. They also said that after one had gone through his area, it was all right for the other to try and sell where the first had already been. One day, while one of them was coming down a street, a poor little girl saw him and asked her grandmother to buy her a bracelet. The old grandmother replied, “How can we poor people buy bracelets?” The little girl said, “Since we don’t have any money, we can give our black sooty old plate.” The old woman agreed to give it a try, so she invited the dealer inside. The salesman saw that these people were very poor and innocent, so he didn’t want to waste his time with them. Even though the old woman pleaded with him, he said he had no bracelet that she could afford to buy. Then she asked, “We have an old plate that is useless to us, can we trade it for a bracelet?” The man took it and, while examining it, happened to scratch the bottom of it. To his surprise, he saw that underneath the black soot, it was a golden plate! But he didn’t let on that he had noticed it. Instead, he decided to deceive these poor people so he could get the plate for next to nothing. He said, “This is not worth even one bracelet there’s no value in this, I don’t want it!” He left, thinking he would return later when they would accept even less for the plate. Meanwhile the other salesman, after finishing in his part of town, followed after the first as they had agreed. He ended up at the same house. Again, the poor little girl begged her grandmother to trade the old plate for a bracelet. The woman saw that this was a nice tender looking merchant and thought, “He’s a good man, not like the rough-talking first salesman.” So, she invited him in and offered to trade the same black sooty old plate for one bracelet. When he examined it, he too saw that it was pure gold under the grime. He said to the old woman, “All my goods and all my money together are not worth as much as this rich golden plate!” Of course, the woman was shocked at this discovery, but now she knew that he was indeed a good and honest fellow. So, she said she would be glad to accept whatever he could trade for it. The salesman said, “I’ll give you all my pots and pans and trinkets, plus all my money, if you will let me keep just eight coins and my balancing scale, with its cover to put the golden plate in.” They made the trade. He went down to the river, where he paid the eight coins to the ferry man to take him across. By then the greedy salesman had returned, already adding up huge imaginary profits in his head. When he met the little girl and her grandmother again, he said he had changed his mind and was willing to offer a few cents, but not one of his bracelets, for the useless black sooty old plate. The old woman then calmly told him of the trade she had just made with the honest salesman, and said, “Sir, you lied to us.” The greedy salesman was not ashamed of his lies, but he was saddened as he thought, “I’ve lost the golden plate that must be worth a hundred thousand.” So, he asked the woman, “Which way did he go?” She told him the direction. He left all his things right there at her door and ran down to the river, thinking, “He robbed me! He robbed me! He won’t make a fool out of me!” From the riverside he saw the honest salesman still crossing over on the ferry boat. He shouted to the ferry man, “Come back!” But the good merchant told him to keep on going to the other side, and that’s what he did. Seeing that he could do nothing, the greedy salesman exploded with rage. He jumped up and down, beating his chest. He became so filled with hatred towards the honest man, who had won the golden plate, that he made himself cough up blood. He had a heart attack and died on the spot! Tags 1.#InnerPeace 2.#Meditation 3#Mindfulness 4. #Spirituality 5. #Wisdom 6. #SelfDiscovery 7. #zenstory #Enlightenment 8. #Tranquility 9. #ZenTeachings10. #BuddhistWisdom 10. #QuietReflection 11. #LifeLessons 12. #PeacefulMind 13. #StrengthInSilence 14. #ZenPhilosophy 15. #SpiritualGrowth 16. #Serenity 17. #MindfulLiving 18. #ZenStories 19. #EmbraceSilence 20. #silenceandfury Inner Peace Meditation Mindfulness Spirituality Wisdom Self Discovery Zen Story Enlightenment Tranquility Zen Teachings Buddhist Wisdom Quiet Reflection Life Lessons Peaceful Mind Strength in Silence Zen Philosophy Spiritual Growth Serenity Mindful Living Zen Stories Embrace Silence Silence and Fury