Διαλόγου χάριν περί ἰδεῶν καί πραγμάτων τοῦτο τό βῆμα ὑφίσταται. Εικονίζεται στο πρoφίλ του ιστολογίου ένας σταυρός, καμωμένος σαν από πηλό, χάρισμα του φίλου μου Ιερομόναχου Συμεών του Περουβιανού.
Saturday, January 22, 2022
This body is not me No death, no fear
by Thích Nhất Hạnh
This body is not me.
I am not limited by this body.
I am life without boundaries.
I have never been born,
and I have never died.
Look at the ocean and the sky filled with stars,
manifestations from my wondrous true mind.
Since before time, I have been free.
Birth and death are only doors through which we pass,
sacred thresholds on our journey.
Birth and death are a game of hide-and-seek.
So laugh with me,
hold my hand,
let us say good-bye,
say good-bye, to meet again soon.
We meet today.
We will meet again tomorrow.
We will meet at the source every moment.
We meet each other in all forms of life.
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