Buddhist Myths

There is a path in the forest where time once held its breath—
where a golden son knelt beside a stream,
and an arrow’s sorrow turned into healing light.

He knelt beside the lotus leaves. The children trembled. The vow was lifted. Water poured from his hand—not to the ground, but into memory. And the forest, and the gods, held their breath.

The Moha Chinok tells of a prince who gives away his children, his wife, and finally his silence—until even the gods bow. This sacred Cambodian tale is not one of perfection, but of a vow that burns through sorrow into compassion. A gift so complete, it shook the earth.

He lifts the blade, and the world holds its breath.
Stone bears witness. The past dissolves.
At Preah Khan, renunciation is not an ending,
but the soft beginning of the path to stillness.

A prince steps into silence beneath the hands of gods.
Stone softens. Mist lingers. The world holds its breath.
At Ta Prohm, renunciation becomes a doorway—
not of loss, but of luminous becoming.

A prince sees age, sickness, death—and then serenity.
Stone holds what memory cannot: the hush of becoming, the moment before renunciation, the gate just beginning to open.

Walk the hush between stories—where lotus blooms unfurl, and the child who would awaken steps through heaven unseen. In the stillness of uncarved stone, memory glows.

Beneath the stone cries of Angkor’s gallery, the condemned fall—not into eternal fire, but into memory and reckoning. Step into the shadows of Avīci, where judgement carves silence, and even the darkest soul still waits for light.

Beneath the carvings of Ta Prohm, a goddess wrings her hair and the world is cleansed. Follow the silence where stone remembers, and the flood of truth flows not from force, but from presence. A meditation on earth, witness, and the sacred gesture that washed death away.

In a forest temple rarely visited, a fierce elephant kneels beneath the Buddha’s hand—carved in stone and veiled by time. This luminous meditation reflects on Theravāda resilience, the Hindu Reaction, and the miracle of wrath transfigured by stillness.