Thích Nhất Hạnh during a ceremony in Da Nang on his 2007 trip to Vietnam
“We often think of peace as the absence of war, that if powerful countries would reduce their weapon arsenals, we could have peace. But if we look deeply into the weapons, we see our own minds- our own prejudices, fears and ignorance. Even if we transport all the bombs to the moon, the roots of war and the roots of bombs are still there, in our hearts and minds, and sooner or later we will make new bombs. To work for peace is to uproot war from ourselves and from the hearts of men and women. To prepare for war, to give millions of men and women the opportunity to practice killing day and night in their hearts, is to plant millions of seeds of violence, anger, frustration, and fear that will be passed on for generations to come. ” Thích Nhất Hạnh , Living Buddha, Living Christ
Thầy is 92 years old now. He returned to Vietnam in November 2018 to live his remaining days after turning down medication for a stroke. Thầy is not the only voice of sanity in an insane world, but he is a strong, gentle and consistently devoted voice. He has many lessons to teach and is an exemplar of the ideals he espouses. Thầy is considered the father of Engaged Buddhism, applying the insights from meditation practice and dharma teachings to situations of social, political, environmental and economic suffering and injustice. Thầy’s poetry is always salve for the weary spirit.
The cosmos is filled with precious gems.
I want to offer a handful of them to you this morning.
Each moment you are alive is a gem,
shining through and containing earth and sky,
water and clouds.
It needs you to breathe gently
for the miracles to be displayed.
Suddenly you hear the birds singing,
the pines chanting,
see the flowers blooming,
the blue sky,
the white clouds,
the smile and the marvelous look
of your beloved.
You, the richest person on Earth,
who have been going around begging for a living,
stop being the destitute child.
Come back and claim your heritage.
We should enjoy our happiness
and offer it to everyone.
Cherish this very moment.
Let go of the stream of distress
and embrace life fully in your arms.
Poet and writer, I was once columnist and associate editor of a regional employment publication. I currently run this site, The Poet by Day, an information hub for poets and writers. I am the managing editor of The BeZine published by The Bardo Group Beguines (originally The Bardo Group), a virtual arts collective I founded. I am a weekly contributor to Beguine Again, a site showcasing spiritual writers. My work is featured in a variety of publications and on sites, including: Levure littéraure, Ramingo’s Porch, Vita Brevis Literature,Compass Rose, Connotation Press, The Bar None Group, Salamander Cove, Second Light, I Am Not a Silent Poet, Meta / Phor(e) /Play, and California Woman. My poetry was recently read byNorthern California actor Richard Lingua for Poetry Woodshed, Belfast Community Radio. I was featured in a lengthy interview on the Creative Nexus Radio Show where I was dubbed “Poetry Champion.”
“What if our religion was each other. If our practice was our life. If prayer, our words. What if the temple was the Earth. If forests were our church. If holy water–the rivers, lakes, and ocean. What if meditation was our relationships. If the teacher was life. If wisdom was self-knowledge. If love was the center of our being.” Ganga White, teacher and exponent of Yoga and founder of White Lotus, a Yoga center and retreat house in Santa Barbara, CA
“Every pair of eyes facing you has probably experienced something you could not endure.” Lucille Clifton
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My favorite. Perfect to read as I lie in bed with a head cold and think about my daughter’s birth 30 years ago today. I am mindful of how we both can claim our heritage today.
Thank you for sharing this. I need to read more of his writings. So much seems to apply to this day and age.
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Yes! It just felt like the thing to do, to share his poem right now. I’m glad you liked it and I think you will enjoy his other works, Irma.
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My favorite. Perfect to read as I lie in bed with a head cold and think about my daughter’s birth 30 years ago today. I am mindful of how we both can claim our heritage today.
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Sorry you are dealing with a cold, Priscilla. Feel better soon.
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Thanks, Jamie!
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Alethea, thank you!
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