As we start getting further from the L.A. area, everybody wants to
have a chance to give us a meal, to help out. As a result we have
food to spare. Today we got a hot dish we couldn't possibly finish,
especially since Heng Sure is trying the fight of diarrhea. We
couldn't let it spoil or waste and we couldn't eat it. Just then a
very poor and hungry man walked by and started picking through a
garbage can for scraps. We put the food on a plate and gave it to
But then I started to feel a little ashamed. Why did I just give him
the food that we wouldn't keep? Why didn't I give him some of the
other food too? The answer was because I'm selfish and greedy thinking
to keep the better items for myself. The chance to give sincerely is
a wonderful opportunity to plant blessings. What would I have done if
the men were my teacher or father? Maybe he was or will be. Giving
what you don't want or have no use for --leftovers and second-hands --
is selfish and empty. I felt pretty small and ungrateful.
Quickly we threw together a bag of goodies and found the man. He took
it as easily as it was given with a simple "thank you". No thanks.
Who benefits, who is in debt--it's all the same. And I blew it
because of small minded to read it. More mistakes, more learning.
-- Heng Ch'au
(with another monk, he took a 800 mile
`bowing pilgrimage, starting
from South of LA. Every three steps, one full bow to the ground to
spread compassion in the world. During the 2 years and 9 months of
bowing, they wrote journals; some excerpts ...