I am 34 years old this year. When I was a child, my mother killed countless living beings to provide me with good food. The creatures she killed included (but were not limited to) soft-shelled turtles, chickens, ducks, partridges, quails, pigeons, frogs, various types of fish, seafood, shellfish, and more. To this day, I still vividly recall every scene of her killing — it was extremely cruel. No matter how much the creatures in her hands cried out in agony, she never hesitated. With a swift swing of the knife, blood would flow like a river. Both the toilet and the kitchen at home became places of slaughter. Especially when she killed chickens, the toilet floor would be covered with blood, and the poor chickens would struggle amidst the blood until they finally died, a pitiful and horrifying sight.
My memories start from when I was about 4 or 5 years old. I always felt very sad whenever I saw my mother kill or heard the cries of the creatures. Yet, every time she placed the delicious dishes on the dining table, I would eat with great relish (I sincerely repent for this!). My mother, being the eldest in her family, took on the heavy responsibility of household chores from a young age, including slaughtering animals. Over time, she became accustomed to it, never fearing or hesitating.
When she was in her teens, due to the lack of meat at home, she once helped kill a dog and a cat. Consequently, for the past several decades, her family — including my grandmother, grandfather, my mother, and her four sisters — have all suffered from a difficult-to-cure chronic illness that were not infectious. To this day, they are still plagued by the illness, which flares up periodically. However, none of my grandmother and grandfather's siblings, nor any of their descendants (who share the same ancestral bloodline), have ever contracted this disease. Only our family has been afflicted, making it evident that this is the shared karmic retribution of our family.
After marriage, due to various reasons, my mother had an abortion when I was about six months old. Throughout my childhood, my parents would argue violently several times a month. During the worst fights, they would even smash household items. On one occasion, during a dispute, my father ended up with two wounds on his stomach. I didn’t see how he got hurt, but by the time I noticed, blood was already oozing from the wounds. My parents' relationship was tense since I was young, and they had been on the verge of divorce for years. Since I was young, I have been headstrong and rebellious, especially toward my mother, rarely listening to her. In their eyes, I was an unruly child who constantly caused them worry (I sincerely repent for this!).
Later on, after I began practicing Buddhism and meeting many people, I came to realize that most families with heavy karmic debts from killing tend to have discord among family members. Either the relationships between spouses are troubled, or children are disobedient, causing parents endless concern. My own life has also been fraught with difficulties. In middle school, I was bullied by bad classmates. At a young age, I struggled with dark thoughts and developed anxiety and phobias. From graduating middle school to attending college and later entering the workforce, I was haunted by this psychological shadow, unable to escape it. I now understand that this was the karmic retribution for my parents’ and my own involvement in killing living beings.
It wasn’t until I began practicing Buddhism at the age of 26 that I found relief from my psychological issues. At one point, I thought my life was ruined — I was in my early twenties and couldn’t see a way out of my mental struggles. Thanks to the teachings of Buddhism, and through practices such as saving many lives of living creatures, diligently reciting the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra, and chanting mantras, I saw great improvement in my condition. Gradually, I became more cheerful, and my mind started to recover and return to normal!
Going back to my mother. In 2002, her karmic retribution finally manifested. One day, she suddenly developed a high fever that lasted for a week without subsiding. In the hospital, the doctors administered antibiotics for several consecutive days, but the infection could not be suppressed. Her condition worsened, and eventually, the infection spread to her head region. At that point, her intracranial pressure rose to 350, and she was admitted to the ICU (Intensive Care Unit). Every day in the hospital, she was in unbearable pain. I can still vividly recall her words at that time: “I don’t want to live anymore, it’s too unbearable, my head is so painful, so painful, doctor, please give me an injection and let me die.”
After numerous complications and a long period of time, the doctors finally diagnosed her with a parasitic infection in her brain. Unfortunately, the diagnosis came only after her condition had reached a critical stage, missing the best time-frame for treatment. As a result, even more than a decade later, she was still severely affected by the aftereffects of the disease, causing her suffering worse than death.
In 2009, I came into contact with Buddhism. At the time, I didn’t recite sutras or perform life release for my mother; instead, I performed rituals to help my own karmic creditors (I repent for not having started reciting sutras for my mother earlier!). Each time I performed life release or completed a full recitation of the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra, my body felt light and comfortable. Between 2002 and 2016, over the course of 14 years, my mother’s condition repeatedly relapsed. She was tormented by the illness daily and had to be hospitalized once or twice every year for several consecutive years. Despite undergoing numerous medical examinations, no clear location of the infection could be found. She simply continued to suffer in agony. Each time her condition worsened and she was admitted to the hospital, the doctors would administer sedatives to help her sleep. Medically, her illness could only be categorized as “neuralgia” (pain of the nerves). My father took care of her arduously day and night.
In 2016, I finally thought of reciting sutras for my mother’s karmic creditors. In June 2016, I vowed to recite 350 complete recitations of the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra for her karmic creditors. However, I was very busy with work, and my daily commute was long (about 2 to 2.5 hours round trip), leaving me with almost no time to recite sutras during the weekdays. I could only manage a few recitations on the weekends. By January 2017, I had only completed 100 recitations, though I did notice that there were some improvements in my mother’s condition during that period.
But in March 2017, her condition suddenly deteriorated drastically within a few weeks, becoming far worse than it had ever been before. She was in so much pain that she could no longer even go to the bathroom by herself at night, she had attempted it and fallen down several times. Now, my father had to support her each time she needed to use the bathroom. She constantly cried out at home, “Help me! It’s very painful…” This phrase was always on her lips. She described feeling as if her body was tightly bound by a thick, invisible rope, giving her unbearable pain. Previously, her pain was confined to her head, face, and back. Now it had spread to her entire upper body, including her head and face. She cried out for help every day, saying she couldn’t take it anymore. Even though the doctors prescribed the maximum dosage of painkillers, they were ineffective in controlling her condition.
At the same time, my job also encountered obstacles, and I could no longer continue working at my previous company, so I had to resign. Given my mother’s worsening condition, I, as a Buddhist disciple, was not eager to find a new job. Instead, I wanted to seize this precious opportunity to stay at home and focus entirely on reciting the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra for her. I realized that this was a blessing from the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, allowing me to have more time to recite sutras for her, which ultimately saved her. If I hadn’t lost my job, with my previous demanding workload and long commute, I wouldn’t have had enough time to recite sutras. Perhaps her condition would have worsened even more (I am deeply grateful to the Three Jewels!).
At that time, I declined all invitations from friends and shut myself in my room, dedicating myself to reciting sutras every day. I prayed sincerely to Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva to bless and save my mother.
From April 2017 onward, I spent almost every day reciting sutras, except for the time spent eating and sleeping. Occasionally, I had to go out to handle other matters, but I would return home as quickly as possible to continue reciting. Sometimes, I would recite until past 11 p.m., so exhausted that I would unknowingly fall asleep at my desk. When I woke up, it would already be midnight. The next day, I would continue, repeating the same routine day after day.
However, from April to June 2017, no matter how hard I tried, there was no progress in my mother’s condition. I had no doubts about the Three Jewels because I had previously benefited from reciting the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra and had advised friends to recite it for their critically ill relatives, which ultimately saved their lives. So why couldn’t it work for my mother?
I began to question myself—was I doing something wrong, leading to the lack of results? I doubted my ability and my level of cultivation. At times, I felt extremely frustrated. Every time I finished reciting and came out, only to see my mother still bedridden in another room, groaning in pain, I couldn’t help but feel resentment and despair. Only later did I understand that my mother’s karmic obstacles were too heavy, and my sutra recitations were merely a drop in the ocean. Merit needs to be accumulated gradually, and only when it reaches a certain level will there be results.
I had read in a Dharma teaching that after being killed, the spirits of the slain beings follow the killer like shadows and may take the opportunity to attack when the person’s luck or good energy is weak.
Recalling my mother’s past decades of killing countless beings, combined with other non-virtues (Kṣitigarbha Sūtra says: “The beings of this world are creating nothing but karma and sins in every act and thought.”), how could such a heavy karmic debt be repaid in just two to three months? That’s impossible. Both bad karma and good karma take time to mature. I could only do my best.
Watching my mother suffer, I remembered what the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra says: “Karma manifests in this way. The power of karma is enormous—it can rival Mount Sumeru, it can be deeper than the great ocean, and it can obstruct the path to enlightenment.” Therefore, only by diligently cultivating can one eliminate karmic obstacles sooner.
With this realization, I persisted in reciting five to six complete recitations of the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra daily, sometimes even managing seven, while on days when I was in poor condition, I could only complete two to three recitations. Occasionally, I personally went to the market to buy animals for life release. I also guided my mother, urging her to sincerely repent to her karmic creditors and the spirits of the aborted children. I told her that no matter how difficult it was, she needed to kneel, bow, admit her mistakes, and apologize to them. After all, if you hurt someone and don’t repent yourself, expecting a third party to repent on your behalf, how could the karmic creditors possibly forgive you? My mother followed through and did as I advised.
When I had completed approximately 280 recitations of the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra, my own health suddenly deteriorated, and I was sick for an entire week. Yet during that week, my mother’s condition took a significant turn for the better—she felt somewhat more comfortable than before, although she was still in severe pain, it was not as bad as before.
I continued reciting daily, and by the time I completed 350 recitations, her condition improved another level, though there was still no noticeable recovery (which showed how heavy her karmic obstacles were). After finishing the 350 recitations, I made another vow to recite 100 more for her karmic creditors. After completing 450 recitations, there was another slight improvement in her condition, but she remained bedridden almost every day.
Faced with the lack of significant improvement, I didn’t allow it to discourage me. I did not think of anything else but continued reciting sutras and performing life release. I heard that the spirits of aborted children and sentient beings with stronger spiritual natures (such as the cats and dogs my mother had killed) required sutra recitations dedicated solely to them to help them move on. Therefore, I vowed to recite 108 complete recitations of the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra for each of them—one for the aborted child and two for the highly sentient beings my mother had harmed. Additionally, I vowed to spend 2,000 yuan on life release for each of them, praying for their liberation from suffering and sincerely repenting to them. (In reality, by the end, I had recited more than 108 recitations for each, and the amount spent on life release exceeded 2,000 yuan per being.)
Even though my mother showed no significant improvement from April to August 2017, I never doubted the Dharma. Instead, I reflected on myself, worked hard to correct my flaws, and strived to increase the merit from my sutra recitations, hoping my mother would overcome this ordeal soon. I held onto a belief in my heart: I trusted Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva, and I believed that as long as I maintained sufficient faith in him and persevered in my practice, he would surely save us!
I originally thought that it would take a long time before my mother could show any significant recovery and that she might remain bedridden for a long time. However, what I didn’t know was that the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas had always been silently blessing her. The help they provide is not something ordinary beings can necessarily perceive. While I continued reciting sutras for her day after day, hope quietly arrived.
One morning in early September 2017, after I had completed around 540 recitations of the Kṣitigarbha Sūtra, my mother, who had been bedridden for nearly half a year, suddenly got out of bed. Full of energy and with a cheerful expression, she smiled and said, “I want to go outside for a walk.” Both my father and I were astonished at her sudden transformation overnight. That day, after getting out of bed, she spent the whole day chatting with us, joking and discussing light-hearted topics. Compared to the previous days when she had been constantly groaning in pain, it was as if she had become a completely different person. I couldn’t believe the sudden change in my mother.
In the following two days, I remained on guard and did not allow myself to be lax. I continued reciting sutras and chanting mantras for her. I was still immersed in the memory of anxiety over her illness, unable to adjust to the new reality. Eventually, I patted my face to see if it was a dream and feeling the sensations, thought, “This is real—this isn’t a dream!” My mother has truly recovered! I am deeply grateful to the Three Jewels and to Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva! To describe my feelings at that time in one sentence: Happiness came too suddenly, and I couldn’t believe it! Tears of gratitude blurred my vision… Finally, everything was getting better!
From September to December 2017, I continued to recite the Kṣitigarbha Sutra daily for my mother and rarely went out. My life was centered around spiritual practice, and my mother’s condition gradually improved further. One day, I had a dream in which Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva came to save my mother. Around the same time, my mother also had dreams related to karmic purification, and her health improved day by day.
By the end of December 2017, I had recited a total of 882 sutras for my mother’s karmic creditors (this number includes recitations specifically dedicated to her aborted children and the animals she had harmed, such as cats and dogs). Additionally, I had donated over 15,000 yuan toward life-release activities and recited the Amitabha Dharani for Rebirth in Pureland. My mother said that in all the years of her illness, she had never felt as well as she did at that time.
At the same time, her blood sugar levels, previously controlled only by medication, also stabilized. Whereas before, she needed treatment drugs daily, now she only needed some health supplements, and her blood sugar levels remained stable. Nowadays, she is energetic, actively doing household chores, and occasionally going out to meet friends. Our family lives in harmony and joy. Relatives and friends all commented that she looked much healthier and more spirited.
Through this experience, both my mother and father developed strong faith in the law of cause and effect, gained trust in the Triple Gem, took refuge in Buddhism, and began reciting sutras themselves. Occasionally, I would share with them stories of karmic cause and effect that I had heard, to help strengthen their faith and remind them to refrain from all evil and practice all virtues. I hope that the seeds of liberation planted in their ālaya-vijñāna (storehouse consciousness) will soon take root and sprout.
I would also like to briefly share my personal transformation during this period. Through reciting the Kṣitigarbha Sutra, under the compassionate blessings of Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva, I gradually became aware of many of my own shortcomings.
Reflecting on some of the obstacles I had faced in life, I realized that everything had its karmic cause. For instance, a few years ago, I had conflicts with a female colleague. She had also been my former colleague at a previous company, where we had initially been good work partners. Since I was in charge of a project we worked on together, when she made a mistake, I gloated over it and instead of reminding her to correct it, I selfishly took advantage of the situation to make myself look better in front of our boss. As a result, when our boss noticed her mistake, he became dissatisfied with her and nearly fired her. (She was unaware of my deliberate neglect at that time.) Later, when we met again in a new company, misunderstandings arose (due to karmic entanglement), and she started to hold a grudge against me, opposing me at every turn and using various means to harm me. I resented her deeply for the harm she caused me.
After reciting large numbers of the Kṣitigarbha Sutra, I gradually understood the karmic causes and effects of this incident. I repented in my heart for my selfishness and ignorance, which had turned a good relationship into a hostile one. We should never harbor intentions to harm any sentient being; instead, we should strive to benefit others whenever possible. If we harm others, we must bear the resulting karmic consequences ourselves. Since I had once hindered someone’s work, I later faced difficulties and numerous obstacles in my own career. The law of cause and effect is undeniable.
I am deeply grateful to Kṣitigarbha Bodhisattva! Grateful to the Dharma protectors! Grateful to all virtuous teachers! May the merits of sharing this story be dedicated to my mother’s karmic creditors across her lifetimes, bringing them liberation from suffering and rebirth in the pureland. I sincerely hope that this story inspires more people to believe in the law of cause and effect, refrain from all evil, and practice all good deeds!
Wishing everyone peace, health, and swift progress toward enlightenment!
A Buddhist Disciple
January 27, 2018