Meditation on sensation

Living in paradise for too long
I have forgotten
The pain a body can have
I look at my swelling ankle
I smile at you
You are strong
Or I am stronger?
You pain your way
I will not let you ruin

My equanimity mind

Twisted ankle

I was chasing my sister
Which I have lost my awareness
I saw her run
I ran after
KABOOM
I fell
Why I let the phenomena lead me
Instead of I should keep my awareness

She runs I should let her run
This is a big lesson that I've learnt
From now on
Even the sky collapses
My mind should not be moved.

My father's death (overdue post 26/09/2016)

My dad is dying

I see he takes his last breath
STOP! No more breath comes out.
The whole universe seems froze
His face turns pale
He goes so peacefully
Without any struggle
Without any pain

My mind is calm
Although the person in front of me is my dad
I see anicca
I see dukkha
I see anatta
I see maya
I see he is FREE.

HE IS FREE!
Free from this body's suffering
I am happy for him
To see him go onto his next journey
May my dad goes home
Where I long to be
I know dad you knows where it is.

At Bodhgaya 3

Ni Su led us to repent
My past bad deeds that I have done
Whether I did them intentionally or unintentional
I sincerely repent
I vow I will not do them again
To harm others and myself

Ni Su led us to take refuge to the Triple Gems
I vow to live by the Buddha (Awakening nature), Dharma (Right Understanding) and Sangha (Purity & Clarity)
for the rest of this life
And many lives to come

Ni Su led us to observe the five precepts
Abstain to kill
Abstain to steal
Abstain to adultery
Abstain to lie
Abstain to take any intoxication
I vow to observe these earnestly and carefully

Ordain or not ordain
This is only forms
I am happy for who can walk against the stream
But for me I will take it easy
In the pace that times and affinity allow.

At Bodhgaya 2-a

The dusty streets
The blurry hazy sun
The sick, the old, the practitioners
The busy sellers and buyers
The noises of chanting
People's walking

Dogs' barking
Wind's blowing
Birds' singing
Leaves' dropping
Strangely my mind is calm
I walk, I sit and I look
Inside my silence world.
I feel joy through each of my skin pores

At Bodhgaya 1

In This dusty samsara
Bodhi tree has been covered
Layer of these conventional dusts (chân lý quy ước)
It has been forgotten
The true self
Let us remove each layer of this dust
By the ultimate duster (chân lý tối hậu)
To let it reflects the stage of that

Beggars

Beggars are poor
In a way they are without food and shelters
Beggars may not be poor
In a way they are happy and content
Beggars have Buddha nature
Beggars and us are the same
The only different is the karma each one received

We are poor
In a way of never feel enough and never feel happy
We are a beggar ourselves, are we not?

At Kushinagar

At kushinagar I have returned
Every time I have asked Buddha
Please send a teacher to me
So s/he can show the Way
I know thou have said
Sila, samadhi and panna we ought to practice
I know thou have said (these were tathagata's last words)
All conditioned things are nature to decay
And we should strive on untiringly.
But Buddha
How can I attain samadhi?
What is the way?

This time Buddha answered my pleads
Ni Su has just appeared
To show me the method of KN
Now I can meet
My inner Buddha
The silent non-self pureland I dwell

My gratitude to the Buddha
My gratitude to Thay Thien Chu
My gratitude to Ni Su
I can't use any words to thank
Please let me prostrate
With my whole hearted
To the Buddha
To Thay Thien Chu
To Ni Su

At Sravasti

At Sravasti there lives a zen master
Who taught me the truth of nature
Who told me the silent dharma
I am sorry
That I couldn't understand him
Until now I found a teacher
Who could explain this to me
Clear and concise
Today I have returned to Sravasti
Due to travel with a group
That I couldn't pay him a visit
Please let me pay respect to this great master
By meeting him in this silent dharma

May he be well and live long life

So I can share with him my silent joy in my next visit at Sravasti.

Affinity for this trip

On this trip we meet
You are from France
They are from USA
I am from Australia
We all have the same goal
To walk on the same path
Once 19 days are over
You go on your way
And I go on mine
But we all know
We will meet at
The wordless cafe

Way to Lumbini

Photo by Nhu Yen
 

Bumpy road
Like our bumpy life
Up and down
But my mind is
Like the blue sky
Not leaving a trace
When a bird flies across

A bodhisattva

I feel
The great compassion of the Buddha
Step by step he walked
Town to town he preached/taught
To awaken the people in India
This is suffering
This is the cause of suffering
This is the end of suffering
This is the way to free us from suffering

I feel
The great compassion of Ni Su
Flight after flight she flew
Country to country she preached/taught
To awaken people around the world
This is the KN (Don't Talk) method
This is Yathabutha
This is the inner treasure
This is the Tatha mind

Hurry, hurry, hurry
Return back to your own home
To dwell in the infinite light
To dwell in the infinite lives

At Jetavana

Photo by Nhu Yen

 I tasted the sweetness from the well
The water that Buddha drank from
I tasted the nectar of samadhi
That my mind is calm and serene.
The noise from outside
Which helped me to go deeper
Into the world of silence

Toilet runs

One, two, three we run
To let go of the wasted we have taken in
Through the mouth we eat
Through the mind we perceive
When we do the toilet run
Please remember not only empty
Our bladder, big intestine
Most importantly is to empty
Our rubbish in our mind
which we have collected
Who knows since when?

Our old habits

Photo by Tue Tong

Brothers and sisters tám/gossipers

Who want to know
Why the bus has been stop
Why the boys at the front were laughing
Why this and why that
Aren't we all the same?
Constantly wondering
And forget our true mind

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Buy it, buy it, buy it
Cheap, cheap, very cheap
Get this for my friends and relatives
Get that for myself
We seemed happy for the things we bought

My friends
Do you know how long this happiness will last?
We will suffer
Once our luggage allowance has reached
Once our money has gone (not enough for paying tips)
Once we don't know what to do with all these junks