Dropping a Shoe

The caterpillar wasn't happy. The leaves on his tree were half-wilted, brownish, andtasted like they looked. The weather was cold and windy, and he didn't like it at all. And for whatever feathery reason, the neighborhood birds seemed to frequent his particular tree much more than all the other trees combined, so even on a sunny day he could not stretch his forty fuzzy feet, turn his belly...

A Buddha Is Among You

The abbot of a once famous Buddhist monastery that had fallen into decline becamedeeply troubled. Monks were lax in their practice, novices were leaving and laysupporters deserting to other centers. The abbot traveled far to a sage and recounted his tale of woe, of how much he desired to transform his monastery to the flourishing haven it...