Daily Encouragement by Daisaku Ikeda
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
The 20th century was a century of war and peace, a century of politics and economics. The dawning 21st century holds the promise, however, to be a century of humanity and culture, a century of science and religion. I hope all of you will advance on this wonderful new path of humanism with pride and confidence, as gallant philosophers of action.
Events
1264 Komatsubara Persecution. Nichiren Daishonin is attacked by swordsmen led by the lord of the region. He receives a slash on his forehead and has his left hand broken, but his followers repel the attack, allowing his escape.
From the Writings of Nichiren Daishonin
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
Worthy persons deserve to be called so because they are not carried away by the eight winds: prosperity, decline, disgrace, honor, praise, censure, suffering and pleasure. They are neither elated by prosperity nor grieved by decline. The heavenly gods will surely protect one who is unbending before the eight winds. But if you nurse an unreasonable grudge against your lord, they will not protect you, not for all your prayers.
The Writings of Nichiren Daishonin, page 794
The Eight Winds
Written to Shijo Kingo in 1277
Wisdom for Modern Life by Daisaku Ikeda
Wednesday, November 11, 2015
A sense of being part of the great all-inclusive life prompts us to reflect on our own place and on how we ought to live. Guarding others lives, the ecology and the earth is the same as protecting one's own life. By like token, wounding them is the same thing as wounding oneself. Consequently, it is the duty of each of us to participate as members of the life community in the evolution of the universe. We can do this by guarding earth's ecological system.
Excerpt from Daisaku Ikeda - A Youthful Diary (08 October 1950) p.53
Up at 8:00. Skipped breakfast
Washed clothes in the morning. They didn't come completely clean, but I hung them up in the room to dry just as they were.
In the afternoon, I read and listened to music by myself.
In the evening, I took a walk in the neighborhood. Drank milk and coffee at Shop B.
Composed a poem called "Look Up and Behold the Sky."
Later Mr. Toda telephoned. I went to see him immediately and received guidance on various matters.
Home at 12:00.
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