Buddhist monk, teacher and peace activist Thich Naht Hanh died tonight at his root temple, Tu Hien Temple, in Hue, Vietnam. He was 95. His community in Plum Village, France said, Our beloved teacher Thich Nhat Hanh has passed away peacefully. We invite our global spiritual family to take a few moments to be still, to come back to our mindful breathing, as we together hold Thay in our hearts in peace and loving gratitude for all he has offered the world.
Here’s a modern day paradox that has just arrived. A Christmas card from a Tibetan monastery.
I think that this is becoming a daily thing.
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With the sky last night being clear and there being no wind, we BBQ’d and sat round a fire.
I thought that I would join in. There is a little bit of luck in this attempt.
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An unexpected day comes to an end. With my phone not uninstalling apps and ‘wire frame’ icons appearing on the Home Screen and in iMessage, I decided on a complete reset and then restore. I learnt a few things along the way, but do not want this to happen again in a hurry.
Well this morning has been completely unplanned, and not a little frustrating. Despite deleting an app from my phone, it would not go away. That and a few other glitches. I’ve tried all sorts of methods, but am now resorting to a reset to factory settings and restore. 🤞
Being held by the stillness of the morning.
Between the ages of 8 and 10, so from about 1971 to 1973, my family lived in Jamaica. My father was a radiologist and worked for two years at the University Hospital in Kingston, Jamaica. As a child, I remember the time fondly. My sister and I went to a wonderful school there and made good friends both at our school and with kids who lived in our neighbourhood. I remember being allowed to stay up late when my parents had parties, standing at the gate of our house (for some reason), listening to music watching everyone chatting inside.
We took the Christmas tree down this morning as well as a few other remaining decorations. That’s the holidays officially over in this household for another year. 2022, here I come…
The rain and resultant humid weather that we have had over the last few days appears to have resulted in some interesting flowers growing amongst the mulch.
A homemade sushi meal set out and prepared by my wife. A evening email to welcome in the New Year.
Still just over six hours left here before 2022 arrives but to everyone, whether there or not, wishing you all a very Happy New Year.
We watched Don’t Look Up on Netflix last night. I enjoyed it and have come to appreciate it more since last night. Funny, sobering and a parody of so much that is wrong with the politicizing of issues in the world today. 🍿
And now it is flooding, flooding, flooding…
A wet, wet, wet, wet day…
This too shall pass…
I’ve just discovered that I can generate a RSS feed of my Pocket articles. This might change how I access them.
I just completed this jigsaw puzzle of Sea Anemones. My first for a long time. It was difficult because the puzzle was not made up of regular shapes. Even some of the edges were not clear. But it was fun to do. 🧩
Finished reading: The Gifts of Reading by Robert Macfarlane 📚