By Garry Appel Gary Appel Looking deeply at my food as I slowly and consciously consume it, I see and taste and hear and feel and smell a sweet morsel, lovingly produced through much kind work. I see the sun, the water, and the nutrients that exist in this bit…
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From Sister Chan Khong
Editor's Note: In the following two letters, Sister Chan Khong shares some ideas about implementing Thay's vision of a unified Sangha and invites the input of the larger Sangha to help determine how this vision might be realized. Some of the advisory boards have already begun their work, but many other ideas-such…
From the Editors
It is obvious from the response to Thich Nhat Hanh's tour of North America this past Spring that we aren't the only ones who care about breathing, smiling, and rebuilding society from the basement up. We've met so many "kindred spirits" wherever we've been—Texas, California, the Midwest, Washington, New York, Boston, Toronto, and Montreal. And we…
Rightful Inheritance
Be still, and behold the jewel so precious, so bright You are like that, because I am like this. Look, and see I am in you, you are in me. We were never born, we will never die. "Be still, and behold the jewel so precious, so bright." Throughout time we…
Poem: A Wild Thing
By Larry Ward The bones of our ancestors still dance At ease in the field of magic stardust An ounce of poetry from long ago The crane says, “I never saw a wild thing feel sorry for itself. A tiny bird will drop dead, frozen, from a bough of a…
Poem: Conch Shell
mb28-Conch I found a conch shell on the beach.The corridors of life are permanentlyetched into it.The endless spiral implies infinity.Or nothing.Layers of time converge in a point,and then fan out like aclan of pioneers seeking theirmanifest destiny.Here someone tried to get in.There someone tried to get out.The ocean's tough love…
Tribute to Charlie Malat
By Friends Charles A. Malat, known to many hundreds at Plum Village as Charlie, died among friends and family in Ithaca, New York, on September 25,1994, of cancerous tumors discovered just two months earlier. He is survived by his parents, Doris and Hyman Malat, his brother David, many relatives, and an international network of close…
Walking the Teacher’s Path with Mindfulness
Dzung Vo interviews Dharma teacher Richard Brady about his book of stories on mindfulness, education, and touching our bodhicitta.
Utilizing the Energy of Mindfulness to Heal the Mother Wound
Salina Khan-Fuchigami shares about bringing awareness and healing to trauma and her inner child, and forgiving her mother.
True Happiness
By Ian Sneath Ian and the Charnwood Sangha on a boat photo by Steve Priestly One of the senior nuns, Sister Tu Nghiem, encouraged me to take the Five Mindfulness Trainings as Master Thay's vision of a global ethic on 27th March 2014. I agreed to do it, even though…