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Why do we Chant?


Why do we?

Why do we chant?

Why do we chant to the Gohonzon twice a day?

Sitting on a chair, on the floor, cross legged, on a pillow,

With or without candles lit?

Facing the Mandala of Light

Nirchiren Daishonin’s gift

Of Blessed Chinese characters

Looking, gazing, mesmerized

As we chant

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

Nam Myoho Renge Kyo


Until we

Until we awaken something in our brain,

In our psyche, in our soul,

Our being, our core

That calls out for expansion

Quick, get me to Buddhahood,

Cleanse my Karma, lift me up,

Steady my gaze

To see past the horizon

Change my vision to see clearly

Transmute to visionary,

An instrument of the Universe

To serve humanity, to serve all sentient beings,

Plants, animals, too.

Awaken us as we chant the Daimoku

To remember our origins of purity,

Our Buddhahood within,

Our visions of a world Happy and Harmonious.


Nichiren Daishonin urged us, pushed us, persuaded us in every way

From past life to this life,

We receive Help to Be Who We Really Are –

-An instrument of Peace

– A light of Happiness to Guide the Way.

We sit quietly, sometimes not so quietly, sometimes slowly

Sometimes quickly like the Big Horn Sheep running up hills,

Swiftly – we chant.. Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

We transform, we transmute

We transcend

We change our inside to one that is softer,

One that can hear Divine Guidance

Even in a cluttered world

That speaks loudly in Shoulds and Should nots,

We move onward, we strive,

Our stride swift,

As we chant Nam Myoho Renge Kyo

As we receive the Lotus Sutra

Our brain soaks up the good vibration

So we can soar above the common world

So we can see

So we can know

So we can understand

We can right our wrongs,

We can gain access to the vast sky

Seeing with a bird’s-eye perspective

The Way to transformation

It is inside,

It takes us inside

Where we change ourselves.

Where we polish and mold

Where we let go of blame

Of all externals

And rest inside to a New View of Transcendence.

This and more…

Because we chanted this morning

And will again this evening

This and more….

Because we lifted our own selves high enough

To be able to help

Another to see…..

I Belong to this Moment

I belong to this moment.

All of it, every second

And every part of me.

I am totally in this now

As if my life depended on it

Because it does…

I belong to this moment.

Not any part of me is somewhere else

My thoughts are not on breakfast for tomorrow

I am not worrying about the stock market

Or how my hair will look after I take my hat off.

No part of me is fretting about something else

No part of me is thinking about someone else,

Or if I should be different than how I already am in this present moment,


I am here.

I am Only here.

I belong to this moment.

And my life does depend on it

All of me is in All of this moment.

I feel my heart beating

I feel the blood moving through my veins

I feel the energy floating around me

And none of it is somewhere else.

In this crisp moment

There is only Here,

There is only Now

And I am in it



In Awe!

I am not fragmented into shattered pieces, going a mile a minute

To every shore and every nation

Every cell a different place

Without focus on any one thing in particular.


I am not scattered and shattered.

I find myself utterly here.

And I can breathe.

I can open my eyes further because they are both looking in the same direction

With me behind them.

I am in this moment so utterly complete

That I belong to it

And it belongs to me.