I am standing on the shores of a beach with my newly born baby, holding her hand. We are watching a bright orange sun set on the water. Three plumeria blossoms float gently on its surface, their yellows and whites merging with the orange and silver sea. They are my...

Lion’s Roar, North America’s largest publisher of Buddhist content, offers an excellent work opportunity for a 15 to 30-year-old wanting to plug into the world of digital publishing this summer. The successful candidate will apply their skills, knowledge, and interest...

Comer a otros seres podría no parecer la opción más intuitiva para quienes siguen el camino del budismo Mahayana, pero es exactamente lo que muchos budistas han hecho durante siglos. En la cultura tibetana, el consumo de carne ha sido la norma, pero dada la...

In a remarkable display of acknowledgment and unity, New York City Hall and several municipal buildings lit up in the vibrant colors of the international Buddhist flag — blue, yellow, red, white, and orange — on the evening of May 13, 2024. This historic occasion...

‘Anguishing about what we have or have not got can often be a far greater suffering than physical pain.’ Diana St Ruth

We grow and change all our lives from the time we are born. But as babies we have little sense of being a separate entity from our mothers

‘This way of going from believing something to not believing something is really a mental trick we play on ourselves.’ Ajahn Sumedho

When we think about making and breaking habits, how often do we consider our feelings? The fact is that perhaps the most important habits we can make (or break) are those relating to how we are with our emotions. You might have thought that the way to work with your...

Question: I’m getting conflicting messages from my Buddhist teacher and my psychotherapist about how to deal with strong emotions. My teacher says I should see the emptiness of emotions, and then they won’t affect me so much. But my therapist says I should open myself...

“Buddha, Please Bless My Family” In a silver temple, in the country of his ancestors, Ira Sukrungruang bridges the generations. As our van pulls in, drums reverberate in the small temple courtyard, the music of celebration and grief. A funeral is taking place at Wat...