Plum Village, 22 November, 2014<\/p>\n
To all Plum Village Practice Centers,
\nTo all Practice Centers and Sanghas World Wide,
\nTo our Dear Beloved Friends,<\/p>\n
The doctors have expressed surprise at Thay\u2019s resilience and stability over the last week, as the intensive treatment continues. Thay\u2019s blood pressure and pulse are stable, he is still breathing on his own, and he is becoming increasingly peaceful. However, in recent days Thay has been sleeping more deeply and communicating less.<\/p>\n
The monks and nuns attend our teacher continuously at his bedside, breathing with him, embracing him with their love, praying that the millions of healthy cells in Thay\u2019s body may become millions of bodhisattvas, helping his brain to heal. As Thay\u2019s condition remains critical, please intensify your practice of generating the energy of Great Compassion of Avalokita for Thay.<\/p>\n
Let us support Thay by sustaining our practice of mindfulness throughout the day, wherever we are, keeping Thay alive within us and within our community. With deep conscious breaths and mindful steps, let us allow Thay\u2019s teachings to ripen within us, helping us see Thay\u2019s continuation body and Thay\u2019s sangha body.<\/p>\n
May we let go of resentments against those who have hurt us, and release our fear and sorrow, by coming back to the calm and gentle breathing that Thay has transmitted to us. This is the best way we can support Thay and be his beautiful continuation.<\/p>\n
With trust and love,<\/p>\n
The Monks and Nuns of Plum Village<\/p>\n
Future reports on Thay\u2019s condition will be posted officially at plumvillage.org, langmai.org, villagedespruniers.org, and www.facebook.com\/thichnhathanh.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Plum Village, 22 November, 2014 To all Plum Village Practice Centers, To all Practice Centers and Sanghas World Wide, To our Dear Beloved Friends, The doctors have expressed surprise at Thay\u2019s resilience and stability over the last week, as the … Continue reading