The smile on my master’s face is very contagious. He never lost his smile, even when he was in the hospital. Whenever I asked to see how he’s doing, he replied, “Body sick, Mind well. Our mind has the power to heal the body.” He never spoke more than a few words each day. Always walked around slowly with his two palms together, along with his genuine smile, in meditation style. He never looked sad, angry or depressed – always had that bright smile on his face. Most of his relatives were killed during the war, but he never failed to forgive and move on. My master was the Supreme Patriarch of Cambodian Buddhism, also known as the Gandhi of Cambodia. One thing my master and I have in common: We both have no interest in money. We see money as a poisonous snake. Master passed a way on March 12, 2007 when he turned 94 years old. ~ Jendhamuni

Our journey for peace
begins today and every day.
Each step is a prayer,
Each step is a meditation,
Each step will build a bridge.

~Maha Ghosananda