When I was a very young single Mom, I was busy all the time – working, preparing meals, shopping, cleaning our home and the kitty litter, doing the endless care young children require. The earlier I would set the alarm to have a precious slice of time to myself, the earlier I’d hear little feet padding into my room to enjoy some peaceful time with Mommy before we had to get ready to leave. For a smile of encouragement, I tacked up a postcard of cars stuck in traffic that said, “Millions of people leave home every day.”
Then I read Thich Nhat Hanh’s, “The Miracle of Mindfulness.” Thây’s book changed my life. He taught me how time with my child is time with and for myself when I’m truly mindful. The on-going despair I felt about having no time to myself lifted – miraculous! A sense of freedom and possibility drew me ever more deeply into the practice. I was fascinated and grateful.
This morning I read a message from Plum Village, Thich Nhat Hanh’s community in France, forwarded by Carol Moss last night: “Our beloved teacher is not well. There is an infection in his lungs. He cannot sleep, and until he ate a little yogurt today, he had not eaten for three weeks. His energy is very low!
Even so, he gave a 20-minute discourse yesterday on the Four Noble Truths and the Eightfold Path to his spiritual children during the Italian retreat.”
Plum Village asks that we practice sitting and/or walking meditation. We can visualize his kind face and compassionate heart, as we send him energy. As Carol says, “A great dharma leader, environmental and peace activist, leader of his people and of all who have been blessed by his great heart/mind is at a vulnerable and venerable age and needs our prayers.” Thây, we’re sending boundless love and gratitude. May you be well.
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