I am happy that Brother Pháp Dung is giving this course as a fund raiser for DeerPark new interbeing school for the next generation. It will be an opportunity to get to know a VietNamese American Brother. Course introduction This course is an invitation to explore and reflect together on how a living Buddhist tradition—the Plum Village Tradition established by Zen Master Thích Nhất Hạnh—can continue to grow and take root in the West, especially within North American culture.

Thursday 6/28/2025 Thầy wrote in The Raft Is Not The Shore - Conversations Toward A Buddhist-Christian Awareness A conversation with Daniel Berrigan - A Jesuit Priest who was a well-known peacemakers of the twentieth century. One time I meditated on the meaning of the Eucharist. Suddenly I found that message of Jesus so clear. The disciples had been following Him and had seen Him, had the chance to look at Him, to look in His eyes, to see Him smile, to see Him in reality.

Thầy wrote in Fragrant Palm Leaves New York City 20 January 1963 on Page 109 As I write these lines, no one else has read them yet. These...

Thầy teaches that there would be no compassion for others until there is compassion for oneself. I am doing everything to test the conditions of no-self not through faith but through direct experiences. The finger pointing at the moon is not an endpoint but a beginning of a journey of self-discovery no matter of how pain full or how long it may be. From deeply practicing delivering values through servant leadership to hiding the physical self, to streamlining through the wate

Interesting notes from Thẩy Thích Nhất Hạnh's Old Path White clouds These births and deaths were but outward appearances and not true reality, just as millions of waves rise and fall incessantly on the surface of the sea, while the sea itself is beyond birth and death. If the waves understood that they themselves were water, they would transcend birth and death and arrive at true inner peace, overcoming all fear. Playing the flute does not depend solely on practicing the flut

Thẩy Thích Nhất Hạnh's Old Path White clouds

I know I bury my fear very deeply