Monday, April 20, 2026

Sangha leading ... with our hearts


Thay reminds us we need a Sanga. 'You need a brother or sister, or friend to remind you what you already know. The Dharma is in you, but it needs to be watered in order to manifest and become a reality.' ~ Thich Nhat Hanh

Every time you feel lost alienated or cut off from life, or from the world, every time you feel despair anger or instability, practice going home. Mindful breathing is the vehicle you use to go back to your true home.  ~ Thich Nhat Hanh from Taming the tiger Within

Perhaps daunted by the prospect of sitting, mindfully walking and doing nothing for the next little while, we can remind ourselves:

Sitting quietly, doing nothing,
the Spring comes and the grass grows,
by itself. ~ Basho


Thay reminds us:
Breathe and the present moment appears. Leap and the net of Sangha appears.

New Sangha Handbook: "the important thing is to generate peace in yourself and to share with others...."

In, out
Deep, slow,
Calm, ease
smile, release
present moment, wonderful moment.

START
My body, speech and mind in perfect Oneness 
I send my heart along with the sound of this bell. 
May the hearer awake from forgetfulness and transcend all anxiety and sorrow.

END
May we dedicate the merit of this time together, returning to our breath, - may we dedicate this effort to all those beings who suffer, who have suffered, and who are suffering. we dedicate this to our teachers, to our parents, to our ancestors, and to our children and our children's children. May all of us receive the benefits without end of transforming our unskillful habit energies, in service to a greater good

.... Like Avalokitshivara, we hear the cries of the world.. where the listening is deep, and the way out is in. 

Friday, April 17, 2026

Inner voice

 

You have permission to walk away from anything that doesn't feel right. Trust your instincts and listen to your inner-voice.- Bryant McGill


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Monday, April 13, 2026

A Year of Being Here

 

https://www.ayearofbeinghere.com/?m=1


Danna Faulds

ALLOW

There is no controlling life.
Try corralling a lightning bolt,
containing a tornado. Dam a
stream, and it will create a new
channel. Resist, and the tide
will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry
you to higher ground. The only
safety lies in letting it all in—
the wild with the weak; fear,
fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of
the heart, or sadness veils your
vision with despair, practice
becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your
known way of being, the whole
world is revealed to your new eyes.

Sunday, April 12, 2026

5 Remembrances - translation by Thich Nhat Hanh




https://www.upaya.org/wp-content/uploads/2021/08/Five-Remembrances.pdf


Five Remembrances

I am of the nature to grow old.
There is no way to escape growing old.

I am of the nature to have ill health.
There is no way to escape ill health.

I am of the nature to die.
There is no way to escape death.

All that is dear to me and everyone I love are of the nature to change. There is no
way to escape being separated from them.

My actions are my only true belongings.
I cannot escape the consequences of my actions.
My actions are the ground upon which I stand.

- Anguttara Nikaya 5.57 - Translation by Thich Nhat Hanh

Everything I think I am missing - Danna Faulds

https://aplacetobreatheblog1.blogspot.com/2011/07/everything-i-think-im-missing.html

 by Danna Faulds

Everything I think I'm Missing

I am struggling. There's who I
believe I ought to be, and who
I really am. It's humbling, isn't
it? This being, this mystery, this
me sits here radiating energy, yet
I'm gripped by a nameless fear
that I'm missing exactly what
I came to experience.

I am suffering, telling myself
stories of what life should look
like. And then I get the message
like a meteor, like the power
coming back on after hours
in a storm.

This life, this extraordinary
imperfection, this moment
just as it is, this is all I'm
here to receive. The infuriating,
limitless simplicity of day-to-
day living holds everything
I think I'm missing.

One Soul: More poems from the heart of yoga, Danna Faulds, pg 33

Tuesday, March 24, 2026

Legacy and the plot




An SMS message I received from James S today:


I wanted to share….


Ram Dass once said,


“We begin to forget our own romantic storyline. ‘Who am I becoming?’ ‘What will I be when I grow up?’ All of these models just fall away. We just start to sit simply, live simply, be where we are, be with whom we’re with when we’re with them.”


Most of us think of peace as a feeling. Something warm. Something quiet. Something that arrives after the storm passes, after the problem resolves, after the body finally relaxes.


We imagine peace as the absence of noise.

But that’s not what Ram Dass is describing.


He’s describing something stranger. Something the mind doesn’t quite know what to do with.


He’s describing the moment you stop telling yourself the story of your life.

Not the painful story. Not the trauma.


The romantic story.


The one where you’re becoming something. The one where this year matters because it’s leading somewhere. The one where the struggle has a shape and the shape has a point and the point is that one day, finally, you’ll arrive.


That story.



Most of us don’t realize we’re telling it. It runs so constantly, so quietly, that it feels like breathing.


Who am I becoming? Am I on track? Is this where I should be by now?


The storyline isn’t always dramatic. Sometimes it’s just a low hum of comparison. A background calculation that measures every day against some future version of yourself that doesn’t exist yet.


And here’s what no one tells you: that hum is exhausting.

Not because the story is bad.


Because keeping it alive takes everything you have.


You have to remember the plot. You have to track the characters. You have to know where you stand relative to where you thought you’d be. And every time life deviates from the script, you have to rewrite.


That is the opposite of peace...