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...

Isabelle's sweet 16 birthday. Today the day will start to be longer. The sky will be blue again just as I have come to expect it after...

Now the intention is set the real work begins. Just like driving the Beamer on the fast lane of CA 15 w the deep breath as the guard rail...

Thầy teaches that there would be no compassion for others until there is compassion for oneself. I am doing everything to test the...

Today I finally got to walk on my home path. A year and a half. How did Frank know? Sometimes it takes everything to work seamlessly...

Interesting notes from Thẩy Thích Nhất Hạnh's Old Path White clouds These births and deaths were but outward appearances and not true...

Thưa Thầy. Tối hôm qua nằm ngũ trên đường về từ Mexico con đọc thấy Thầy viết hổi ký cùng ngày lúc con đẽ. Con khỏng ngờ được. Thầy...

Thẩy Thích Nhất Hạnh's Old Path White clouds

I know I bury my fear very deeply

Wed 5/1 Tonight I killed it. Broke the 1 min barrier :-) Friday 4/26 I haven't been swimming in a while. Forgot that by just slightly...

It took me 9 months before I could find a place similar to Central Park where I first learned to paint. Instead of coming via subway...

For a moment tonight I felt the possibility of swimming approximating painting as supposed to the other way around of painting...

Finally I can breathe a little bit. Imaginary burden and invisible stories are just so heavy to carry. It should always be my intention...

Over dinner last night Isabelle shared with me a piece of her writing on the nature of time for her AP English class. It was funny hopeful and forward looking. My immediate reaction was typical of a father in an AI-induced time, Isabelle pls tell me that Chat GPT did not write that. No daddy. She showed me her other writings and vigorously explained the class writing process to ensure no computer would be involved. I breathed the sound of relief and happy that my daughte