Life is precious An annual love letter to self 1/2/24 To a body in transition, a womb in flow, a being of the gingko trees, Here you are. You are in
the ocean's call to motherhood Reflecting on a 12/28 visit to Half Moon Bay Life is precious. I imagine the wave cascading towards the beach, accelerating, growing in height, sweeping over me and our
Mothers In mourning This poem is written in honor of Nick Bess, a young person living in Memphis, who was shot and killed on Tuesday evening. Nick was one of Code
On war in Israel and Palestine Dear beloved Plum Village community and friends, My heart breaks to see the news of war in Palestine and Israel, the ancestral lands of so many dear to me. Since
receiving my true name at age 33 Dearest Melanie, On the eve of 33, take heart in your true name given in the stillness of morning by a woman who practices freedom, who carries her stories lightly
Letter to Thay requesting lay ordination to the Order of Interbeing January - February 2023 Dear respected Thay, Dear respected Sister Chan Khong, Dear respected ancestors and teachers, A few days ago, I celebrated the lunar new year at a tea
beloved community in 2023 January 4, 2023 Dearest Melanie, On New Year’s Eve, I began drafting this love letter in the hills near Deer Park Monastery. Birds were cawing and somber clouds would
on lines and distance Identity is not a theory or concept, she said. Let go of the mind. What is true in your body?
I imagine a sangha... Dear ones, I write from the vast ocean of my heart, thoughts arising and falling like waves. * I am growing older, my body more fragile. In a few years, I
Poetry as Buddhist practice Draft 2 of Lion's Roar article I once got into a fight with my beloved lay dharma teacher in the Plum Village tradition. She insisted that the insight
