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  • “Returning” to reality – or escaping?

    “Returning” to reality – or escaping?

    Questioner:
    When anger arises, I return to reality, to what I am doing, feeling my body… After a few minutes, the flow of thoughts like a swarm returns, and I realize it and then return to reality, repeatedly like this… Even when I feel like I am using mindfulness to push away thoughts.

    Am I practicing correctly by letting my mind settle, or as you often say, to let it be so I can understand the process of how anger arises and ceases?

    Phan Ý Ly:

    When anger arises, why don’t you recognize the anger instead of “returning” to something else?

    Isn’t anger a part of reality?

    Questioner:
    Anger is a reality, yes. Sometimes I identify with anger so much that all senses seem to fade, and I just live with my thoughts. At those moments, only the mind exists and everything else is obscured. I realize that I am drowning in thoughts and then start to feel my body, my senses, and my stream of thoughts.
    Reality is everything, not just anger. Instead of sinking into anger, at that moment, the only reality is anger.
    It’s like watching a movie; I am still aware of the movie, the lights, the people around, the sounds, and not just focused on the screen alone.

    Phan Ý Ly:

    So, is there ever a need to consciously return to reality while watching a movie?
    Does that mean you are forced to watch the movie, don’t want to watch it, or something else?

    Questioner:
    No, it’s natural. It’s just that when I focus on the screen, I become more aware of the screen than my surroundings.

    Phan Ý Ly:
    So, when anger arises, there’s no need to keep moving back and forth to any reality.

    Questioner:
    This means I am recognizing anger, while at the same time the mind is freely weaving, not that mindfulness only exists when the sky is cloudless.

    Phan Ý Ly:
    Exactly.
    Wanting a cloudless sky is also just a form of ego striving for perfection.
    Clinging to any state and considering it ideal is just ego.
    True Awareness is very natural and non-choosing.

    Questioner:
    And here I thought that when the sun appears, all the clouds disappear and there are only birds, trees, and other things around.
    I’ve been stuck for a long time. I use one thing to cover another. Thank you.

  • The Transformative Journey to Self-Realization: Pure Awareness

    The Transformative Journey to Self-Realization: Pure Awareness

    Introduction: A Quest for Truth

    My quest for personal truth has been a vibrant tapestry of curiosity, excitement, and exploration. Since 2013, I’ve delved into various realms of self-discovery, each step bringing new insights and revelations.

    The Ego’s Mesmerizing Dance

    Despite my encounters with pure and empty knowing, the allure and perfectionist nature of the ego persistently lured me towards diverse identities. From feeling like “emptiness” to “purity,” and “oneness with all,” these identities have been both captivating and misleading.

    The Illusion of Identity

    Each proclamation of “I am” brought a marvelous realization, yet it also tightened the ego’s grip on these extraordinary identities. This part of the journey reflects on the intriguing and often deceptive nature of self-identification.

    Nine Years of Celestial Existence

    For nearly a decade, I felt akin to a celestial being among humans, yet deep down, I sensed that the ultimate truth eluded me. The ego’s unyielding desire for conquest remained a constant companion, stirring within and obscuring the path to true understanding.

    A Revelation Inspired by the Buddha

    My perspective shifted dramatically upon contemplating the Buddha’s teachings to Bahya: “In the seeing, there is only the seen; in the hearing, there is only the heard.” This revelation marked the beginning of a deeper understanding that transcended mere perception.

    Beyond Seeing, Hearing, and Experiencing

    What if, in our perceptions, we let go of conclusions and self-identifications? This section explores the possibility of existing in a state of pure awareness, unattached to the experiences of seeing, hearing, or feeling.

    The Crumbling Concept of ‘I am Awareness’

    Even the notion of “I am awareness” must eventually dissolve. Here, we delve into the importance of shedding even the most profound self-concepts to embrace a more fundamental state of being.

    Returning to Pure Awareness

    In a moment of clarity, I rediscovered the simple yet profound state of pure awareness that I had first experienced years ago. This rediscovery was a pivotal moment, signifying a return to an unadulterated state of consciousness.

    Realizing the Truth: Beyond Concepts and Dreams

    The realization dawned that life’s true essence reveals itself when the mind stops feeding on concepts, especially the enticing notion of “I am..” This section reflects on the simplicity and purity of life when experienced without the filters of the mind.

    NonSelf: The Supreme Warranty Seal

    The concept of NonSelf

    , as emphasized by the Buddha, emerged as a supreme understanding in my journey. This realization, that the essence of our existence lies beyond individual self-identity, resonates deeply with the teachings of spiritual awakening.

    The Shore of Direct Perception

    The journey towards self-realization is akin to turning towards the shore of direct perception. By moving away from self-identification and conceptual dreams, we find ourselves on the precipice of true understanding, where direct experience reigns supreme.

    The Illusion of Seeking More

    If you’re entranced by the belief that there must be something more profound and magical than this very awareness, you might continue to wander in your illusions. This section addresses the common trap of seeking deeper mystical experiences, rather than appreciating the present awareness.

    First and Ultimate Freedom: Pure Awareness

    Pure awareness is not just the initial step towards freedom; it is the ultimate liberation. Embracing this state is a transformative experience that opens up a world of vivid, unfiltered reality.

    The Dreamy Mind’s Fallacy

    The dreamy mind often chases after more magical and elusive experiences, but the true magic lies in the synchrony of sensations and thoughts that constitute our being and the universe. Recognizing this can end the chase and allow for a deep appreciation of life’s vivid colors.

    Conclusion: Embracing Life in Its True Colors

    In conclusion, the journey of self-realization and embracing pure awareness is a transformative process that unravels the complexities of ego and identity, leading us to a state of profound freedom and appreciation for life as it truly is.


    FAQs

    1.What does the journey to self-realization entail?

    • Exploring the path of moving from ego-driven identities to the understanding and embrace of pure awareness.

    2.How do Buddha’s teachings influence the understanding of self and awareness?

    • Discussing the impact of Buddha’s teachings on seeing beyond the illusions of self-identification.

    3. What is the significance of ‘NonSelf’ in self-realization?

    • Delving into the concept of NonSelf and its role in transcending individual identity towards a universal understanding.

    4.Why is pure awareness considered the ultimate freedom?

    • Examining how pure awareness liberates us from the confines of the ego and allows us to experience life in its fullest, most vivid form.

    Conclusion
    This journey from the mesmerizing nature of the ego to the profound simplicity of pure awareness illuminates the path to true self-realization. It’s a passage that invites us to see beyond our constructed identities and experience the world in its most authentic and colorful form, as taught by the wisdom of the Buddha.


  • Embracing the Infinite: Beyond Labels and Boundaries in Life

    Embracing the Infinite: Beyond Labels and Boundaries in Life

    Introduction: The Quest for True Expression and Identity

    Do you ever find yourself struggling to articulate your thoughts and feelings, fearing that words might not fully capture your true essence? This journey, often marked by a desire to resonate with a more profound, limitless aspect of existence, ventures beyond the conventional realms of identity and physical constraints. It’s a pursuit of belonging to something more significant, an infinite space devoid of limitations, where the spirit roams free.

    The Allure and Perils of the Infinite

    Yet, this path can be treacherous. In our search for oneness with the universe and the emptiness it embodies, it’s easy to become ensnared in a labyrinth of intellect and language. This pursuit can sometimes lead us astray from experiencing our genuine, innate spirit, as we lose touch with the essence of our natural existence.

    Embracing Freedom Beyond Infinity

    The concept of infinity, while liberating in theory, should not strip us from experiencing true freedom. Embracing our free spirit means welcoming all facets of life, from the mundane to the extraordinary. It’s about living each moment to its fullest, unbound by any singular focus or attachment, and harmonizing with the diverse melodies of existence.

    The Illusion of Labels and the Mind’s Games

    Life is a rich tapestry of experiences, often labeled and defined by words. Yet, attaching ourselves to any identity, no matter how expansive or universal, doesn’t necessarily mean we’ve transcended the mind’s games. Our minds are adept at crafting illusions, presenting mysteries that are merely fabrications.

    Absolute Liberation: Beyond Titles and Definitions

    Imagine a state of being where you’re unburdened by titles or labels. Can you embrace the full spectrum of experiences, from the boundless to the finite, without feeling compelled to categorize them as ‘me’ or ‘not me’? This represents the true essence of liberation, where you exist freely, without constraints.

    The Silhouette in the Universe: Understanding Life’s Illusions

    Without this understanding, we remain mere silhouettes in the vastness of the universe, still governed by our thoughts and emotions. Life, with its intricate mind games and deceptions, often leads us astray through whispered words and grandiose titles. Recognizing these illusions is key to transcending them.

    Conclusion: Finding Harmony in the Symphony of Life

    Life’s journey is about finding balance and harmony within the grand symphony of existence. It’s about understanding that while we may seek the infinite, we should not lose sight of our true nature and the beauty of life’s simpler aspects. Embrace each moment, free from labels and boundaries, and experience the true freedom that comes with being part of the infinite, yet wholly present in the now.


    Frequently Asked Questions

    1. How can we express our true selves without being confined by language?
    2. What does it mean to be one with the universe, and how can we achieve it?
    3. How can we avoid getting lost in the pursuit of infinite knowledge?
    4. What is the role of labels in our understanding of identity?
    5. How can we experience true liberation from the confines of labels and titles?
    6. What are the dangers of being guided solely by our thoughts and emotions?

    Embracing the Infinite: The Path to True Freedom In essence, embracing the infinite means recognizing the limitations of labels and the spoken word in defining our true selves. It’s about finding a balance between our quest for deeper understanding and staying rooted in our natural spirit. By acknowledging the games our minds play and the illusions they create, we can step beyond mere labels and titles, experiencing life in its purest form. This journey of absolute liberation isn’t about detaching from reality but about engaging with it more profoundly, free from the constraints of our own thoughts and societal definitions. It’s in this space that we truly become part of the infinite symphony of life, playing our unique part without losing our essence in the grandeur of the universe.

  • Why do I keep wanting to slap someone?

    Why do I keep wanting to slap someone?

    “In the end, no one experiences life on our behalf, and we cannot experience life for others. Our existence, our being… are merely the experiences we are undergoing. Whether we are joyful, sad, in pain, doing whatever – that is life. So, let’s not reject that life, that vibrancy within us.”

    Question: Ly, Let me ask you a question. Actually, there’s a person I’m angry with, and I have this urge to slap them. It’s like every time I think about it, I want to meet them and slap them. In my mind, I imagine myself slapping them and then I feel better. Sometimes, even when I’m sleeping, I dream about hitting them. I do observe this, but I don’t understand why I’m feeling this way…

    This person did apologize to me, and although I’m really angry inside, I tell them that I’m not angry. I say that I care for them, but deep down, I’m furious. Whenever I think about them or get close, all I want to do is hit them. There have been times when I actually sought them out and intended to hit them. While walking, I sometimes imagine myself hitting them, and even when I’m asleep, I dream about slapping them.

    The truth is, that person is at fault, but later I think maybe I’m angry, but I’m not able to express it.

    Response: Because you’re being dishonest, you feel like you’re not being truly fair to yourself.

    Let’s say someone apologizes, but you could still say: “I’m still very angry. I can’t forgive you yet. I’m really angry, and I don’t want to see your face. I haven’t calmed down, I’ll need time, I don’t know when.” For instance. But you don’t dare say that, you don’t permit yourself to experience that surge of anger, you don’t acknowledge it, right?

    “Why would someone want to hurt, slap, curse, and degrade others? Lan is here, open to sharing this story with us, and she has never hit anyone. But this mechanism is a common one: “I want to be a good person. I want to appear friendly on the outside. I must be a good person, I must be generous and compassionate.

    So when I get angry, I think, ‘Oh, people are so polite, they’ve apologized to me, they’re a perfect 5-star rating, I should act the same way.’

    ‘I don’t acknowledge my emotions,’ that’s the first suppression.

    Now, let’s reflect: why do some people harm others? Why do some people attack others? Or more accurately, why does evil exist?

    Evil sometimes arises from the desire to be good and to reject oneself.

    It’s quite perplexing. Firstly, “I want to look good, so I have to suppress my anger, I can’t express it. I won’t let myself be angry.”

    Next, since “I don’t allow myself to be angry to be able to respond in a dignified manner, saying, ‘It’s okay, I’m fine.’ or something that sounds formal, nice in appearance, aligning with societal norms. I’m not brave, I don’t admit my feelings, I continue to suppress them.

    After talking like that, I still won’t allow myself to be angry. ‘I have to be noble. They’ve apologized to me, so I have to be noble!’

    Not allowing oneself to be angry means the suppression continues. The anger isn’t acknowledged, it isn’t understood, it piles on layer after layer. ” I ” still think it’s the other person’s fault. So ” I ” always want to handle and resolve that other person to get rid of my anger, which is first suppressed by me.

    This is the mechanism, the cycle. The cycle’s first aspect is a lack of mindfulness, the second is not permitting, meaning not acknowledging, not being truthful to oneself.

    Not acknowledging one emotions is a terrible, self-conscious feeling. One don’t feel respected because one don’t acknowledge her own feelings. She judges them. And that continues to amplify the feelings of resentment, anger, and injustice. It’s like they’re stuffed together, making everything more tangled, more trapped, more corrupted.

    However, if we are honest with our experiences and understand mindfulness and permission, when someone does something that angers us, we know we’re angry. They apologize, and we’re glad, but the anger still lingers, forgiveness hasn’t happened yet. We know that eventually we should forgive everyone like a bodhisattva, but do we love ourselves? Are we honest with ourselves?

    If we are, we’ll see: ‘I haven’t forgiven yet, I need time, I need experience, and I’ll be honest about that. I’ll permit myself to experience that anger.’ Not by provoking ourselves more, but by allowing the natural unfolding inside.

    And we can honestly say to them: ‘You apologized, but I’m still angry. I’m still angry at you, I need time, I haven’t forgiven yet, I haven’t calmed down.’

    That doesn’t harm anyone when we honestly speak these words, so they understand that we’re still processing those emotions, that energy.

    By doing that, gradually, with observation, the anger might burn for a while, but if we permit it and don’t project it onto others, even if we feel like hitting, slapping, or whatever, we have no other choice but to recognize that feeling. Acknowledge our desires within, and permit it – yes, this mechanism of suppression that’s been building up for years has led to this energy being operated this way, so one accepts it.

    Not seeking a different way is the fastest route. And avoiding meeting the other person because we’re still weak, we haven’t controlled our behavior.

    But the first thing is permission and acknowledging our emotions. If you continue to judge, can you imagine that even someone who’s kind might judge someone evil, or someone good might judge someone bad? No, only not permitting leads to judging what’s happening.

    This non-permission makes things worse. So, assuming kindness but in reality being judgmental, that’s hypocrisy. And it’s hardest to be hypocritical with ourselves, it’s very painful!

    In that way, we’ll be lost in this maze. So cut this vicious circle by:

    When we feel like slapping someone, like killing someone, we recognize it and hold ourselves, embrace that feeling, yes, embrace it.

    Avoid meeting the other person, avoid diving in, it’s very good to control that. Don’t cause harm to others while you’re still working on yourself.

    This control isn’t about doing anything, it’s about love – permission – love – allowing difficult emotions, ones you don’t understand, to occur. Permitting.

    Then it’s like pent-up gas, after being compressed for a long time, it won’t explode anymore. Now that it’s not compressed, it won’t explode. Gradually, it has to rise, to release, to spread out. When it spreads out, you’ll smell it, you’ll sense it. You’ll be amazed, but keep smelling and keep permitting, then it dissipates, it thaws. And gradually, it gets lighter. And that’s when you start to see things beyond that.

    The journey might be long, but you’ll know you’re on the right track when your heart gets lighter day by day. It might not be over, but it becomes clearer and lighter.

    Finally, if your anger isn’t directed at others anymore, if you don’t blame others anymore, then it’s truly gone.

    Question: Thank you, Ly. Actually, it’s fortunate that I intended to approach them a few times and stopped.

    Answer: You did the right thing by stopping.

    Question: Yes.

    Answer: Because every individual’s experience shows that even if we do something negative like judging, ridiculing, hitting, or scolding, we might have a fleeting satisfaction at that moment, but true inner peace is absent. Why? Because, in truth, we haven’t resolved the issue; we haven’t worked on ourselves. True inner peace isn’t there, and our conscience torments us. Definitely!

    Deep inside everyone is a strong goodness, an ability to connect unconditionally with anyone, an ability to empathize with anyone. So, even if we think we’ve scolded ourselves a lot, there are moments when we feel, ‘There are many ways to act,’ so pause, work on yourself.

    Actually, life presents situations where we can’t ignore massive energy anymore. We can’t ignore ourselves anymore; we can’t suppress ourselves anymore. We have to return to learning, learn to ‘observe – accept,’ and love our experiences.

    Ultimately, no one can experience life for us, and we can’t experience life for anyone else. Our life, our existence… they are just experiences we’re going through. We’re happy, sad, in pain, doing something – that’s life. So, don’t reject that life, that vividness within you.

  • A story of love

    A story of love

    In a land of love and magical sights,

    Let’s embark on a tale of love’s different lights.

    There once was a man and a woman, you see,

    Each had their own way of what love could be.

    The man believed love was filled with desire,

    Passion and gifts that would never tire.

    He thought it meant making a good impression,

    With efforts and presents to show his affection.

    But the woman saw through those masks,

    Greed and dependency, her heart unasks.

    She knew that passions may come and go,

    Not a reliable proof of love’s sweet glow

    One day, the man felt insecurity’s sting,

    He asked the woman, “Do you truly love me, darling?”

    She replied, “My love for you is like the air,

    It’s like my love for everything, beyond compare.”

    She explained that her love had no boundaries or walls,

    It encompassed everything, big and small.

    Her love was like sunshine, spreading far and wide,

    Touching all the things that stood by her side.

    The man, his heart heavy with sorrow and doubt,

    Asked the woman, “What about us? Can love’s flame stay lit throughout?”

    “What guarantees that you’ll always be by my side?”

    He searched for reassurance, a love that would forever abide..

    The woman, with a tender gaze, met his eyes,

    And spoke with a truth that couldn’t disguise.

    “Destiny and life force brought us together, my dear,

    And if we’re apart, it’s destiny’s path we must adhere.”

    The man grew sad, thinking love had a measure,

    That the woman’s love for him held no treasure.

    He became despondent, feeling torn apart,

    Thinking the woman’s love lacked a special part.

    Her words struck the man, sadness filled his soul,

    He yearned for something more, for love to console.

    But the woman, wise and kind, knew what was best,

    To free him from confines, to let his heart rest.

    She didn’t sugarcoat with false beliefs or lies,

    Instead, she wanted him to see through the skies.

    To break free from constraints, from fear’s tight hold,

    And let love’s wings unfurl, as their story unfolds.

    The man, in despair, felt love slipping away,

    Thinking the woman made no effort, come what may.

    Unaware that what she cut off were the chains he wore,

    Not love’s wings, but the constraints he bore.

    The woman, with gentle wisdom in her eyes,

    Knew her answer have cause the man’s heart to sigh.

    But she understood the importance, the need,

    To break his hard shell and help his true self be freed.

    With a heavy heart, she spoke with care,

    Knowing the pain her words would bear.

    “My love,” she said, “I must be sincere,

    It’s time to let go of the mask you wear.”

    In his despair, he failed to see the truth,

    That love flourishes when it’s not confined, uncouth.

    The woman’s love was boundless, pure and true,

    Not limited by rules or what society would construe.

    In a world of shadows and hidden desires,

    Our tale takes a turn, where sadness transpires.

    The man, lost in his longing for love’s embrace,

    Sought solace in women who sold their grace.

    Lonely ladies yearning for affection’s touch,

    And wives disappointed in love that meant so much.

    But in his search, he found only fleeting connections,

    For none truly understood their own reflections.

    The man, seeking solace in others’ embrace,

    Hoped to find love’s light in a different space.

    But with each encounter, his disappointment grew,

    For none of them knew their own essence true.

    The women, burdened by their own hidden pain,

    Sought his assurance, their wounds to feign.

    But their hearts were fragile, just like his own,

    Seeking reassurance from seeds not yet sown.

    Their encounters leave him feeling hollow,

    Aching for a love that’s true, not borrowed.

    He realizes the key is self-discovery,

    To understand his own essence, his own story.

    With newfound clarity, he looks within,

    Acknowledging his own wounds, his own sin.

    His hair turned white, his back aching with pain,

    His throat coughing, though no cold did remain.

    The man, worn and weary, his heart heavy with pain,

    Returned to the woman, his soul filled with shame.

    He confessed his betrayal, with tears streaming down,

    The woman listened, her eyes filled with a compassionate frown.

    She asked him softly, “Why are you still unhappy, my dear?”

    His voice trembled as he whispered, his words unclear,

    “Because I’ve come to realize, these masks and displays,

    The delusions of control, they lead me astray.”

    The man continued, his voice now filled with remorse,

    “All these people, like me, seeking love as a force,

    Using each other as shields, to hide wounds so deep,

    Lying with promises, while the pain within them seeps.”

    His heart ached for the purity and simplicity he sought,

    For a love untainted, with true understanding and thought.

    He realized he had mistaken manipulation for love’s embrace,

    And now he longed for a connection, with genuine grace.

    The woman, with compassion, asked him then,

    “What is it that you truly desire, my friend?”

    The man, with tears streaming down his face,

    Whispered, “I want a love that’s genuine and free from chase.”

    The man’s eyes filled with a mixture of pain and surprise,

    For he had grown accustomed to his self-made disguise.

    But deep down, he knew the woman spoke true,

    That it was time to reveal what he always knew.

    He let his walls crumble, brick by brick,

    Releasing the emotions that made him feel sick.

    Vulnerable and raw, he stood before her,

    Knowing this was the path to truly endure.

    With tears streaming down his face so true,

    He whispered, “I’m sorry for hiding from you.

    I see now that the shell I wore so tight,

    Kept me from living in love’s purest light.”

    He longed for a love that stripped away the masks,

    A connection that wouldn’t hide behind empty tasks.

    He wanted a love that would see him as he truly is,

    Accepting his flaws, his wounds, and his abyss.

    To his surprise, the woman knew all along,

    She even knew how he could go wrong

    She tenderly said, “My love has no definition,

    It’s not about possession or a competition.”

    “It’s a love that is gentle, kind, and true,

    It’s the love that I have for everything I do.

    No act or betrayal can break its loving embrace,

    For my heart holds love in a boundless space.”

    The woman’s eyes glistened with a knowing gaze,

    As she heard the man’s confession, his heart ablaze.

    She softly whispered, “My dear, I understand,

    For I, too, once walked upon deceit’s shifting sand.”

    Her words carried the weight of her own past,

    A time when she wore masks, her true heart masked.

    “I see through these masks, not as a saint, you see,

    But because I’ve tasted the pain of falsehood, just like thee.”

    She shared her story, her journey of transformation,

    How she shed her masks, embracing liberation.

    Through self-reflection and a desire to be true,

    She found the strength to let her genuine self shine through.

    The woman, wise and understanding,

    Knows that love’s journey is ever-expanding.

    She said, “Love cannot be found in others’ eyes,

    It starts within, where our true essence lies.”

    “For these women, like you, were searching too,

    But lost in their pain, they couldn’t see through.

    To find true love, we must first look within,

    Embrace our own essence, let our healing begin.”

    The man listened, his heart slowly mending,

    Knowing they both had wounds that needed tending.

    For in their journey of growth, they found the way,

    To love authentically, each and every day.

    No longer seeking possessions or control,

    He loved her deeply, with all of his soul.

    In her presence, he found peace and tranquility,

    A love that bloomed, nurtured in serenity.

    So children, remember, love’s path may be unclear,

    But trust in its power, let go of the fear.

    For sometimes, true love cuts the chains that bind,

    Allowing us to soar, our true selves to find.

    Don’t look for love to fill your hole,

    In the eyes of others, to make you whole,

    For deep within your heart, you’ll find,

    A love that’s true, always unconfined.

    Embrace love’s simplicity, along the way

    And cherish the moments, come what may.

    For in love’s embrace, we find our true worth,

    A love that lasts forever, since our very birth.

  • The Masks

    The Masks

    In a world so wide and bright,
    Where dreams take flight, both day and night,
    There are fears and hurts, you see,
    That hide behind a clever plea.

    Sometimes they wear an “Attack” disguise,
    Causing pain with sharp words that criticize.
    But remember, dear child, it’s not really true,
    Their own fears and hurts, they’re just passing through.

    Then there’s “Rejection,” so cold and sad,
    When someone feels excluded, feeling bad.
    But behind that mask is a hidden pain,
    Their own fear of being left in the rain.

    “Self-defense” can be a mask they wear,
    When they’re afraid and feeling scared.
    But deep inside, they just want to be strong,
    Shielding their heart from what feels wrong.

    Oh, the lies we tell to hide our fears!

    With deceitful smiles and hidden tears.
    For the truth they fear will bring them shame,
    But honesty can heal and take away the blame.

    Greed can be a cunning little thief,
    Taking more and more, causing much grief.
    But beneath that hunger, what do we find?
    A fear that there won’t be enough to bind.

    Hate is a fire that burns so hot,
    Spreading darkness in every spot.
    But underneath that anger’s fiery roar,
    Lies a fear that love won’t be there anymore.

    And lastly, anger, fierce and loud,
    A stormy cloud, a thundercloud.
    But beneath the rage, a fear resides,
    That something dear will be denied.

    So, dear child, when you see these masks,
    Remember, behind them, a question basks.
    What fears and hurts do they hide within?

    And with love and understanding, we may begin.

    For fears and hurts, they need our care,
    A gentle touch and a heart to share.
    With empathy, compassion, and a smile so wide,
    We’ll help them remove their masks, side by side.

    So let’s be kind and patient, my dear friend,
    For healing the hurts is where love’s journey begins.
    And in this world, so wide and bright,
    We’ll chase away fears with love’s pure light.


    Les Masques

    Dans un monde si vaste et lumineux,
    Où les rêves prennent leur envol, jour et nuit,
    Il y a des peurs et des blessures, tu vois,
    Qui se cachent derrière de fines voix.

    Parfois, elles se déguisent en “Attaque”,
    Faisant mal avec des mots qui attaquent.
    Mais souviens-toi, cher enfant, ce n’est pas vraiment vrai,
    Leurs propres peurs et blessures, ce n’est qu’un passage.

    Ensuite, il y a “Le Rejet”, si froid et triste,
    Quand quelqu’un se sent
    exclu, qu’il résiste.
    Mais derrière ce masque se cache une douleur,
    Leur propre peur d’être laissé sous la pluie, sans chaleur.

    “La Défense de Soi” peut être un masque qu’ils portent,
    Quand ils ont peur et se sentent mal à l’aise.
    Mais au fond d’eux, ils veulent juste être forts,
    Protégeant leur cœur de ce qui leur semble tort.

    Oh, les mensonges que nous racontons pour cacher nos peurs !
    Avec des sourires trompeurs et des larmes qui pleurent.
    Car ils craignent que la vérité ne les fasse honte,
    Mais l’honnêteté peut guérir et enlever le blâme.

    L’avidité peut être un petit voleur rusé,
    Prenant de plus en plus, causant beaucoup de chagrin.
    Mais derrière cette avidité, que découvrons-nous ?
    La peur qu’il n’y en ait pas assez pour tous.

    La haine est un feu qui brûle si fort,
    Répandant l’obscurité en tout lieu, à tort.
    Mais sous cette colère, se cache une peur,
    Que l’amour disparaisse, sans douceur.

    Et enfin, la colère, féroce et bruyante,
    Un nuage d’orage, une tempête délirante.
    Mais sous la rage, une peur réside,
    Que quelque chose de cher soit nié, sans guide.

    Alors, cher enfant, quand tu vois ces masques,
    Souviens-toi, derrière eux, une question se cache.
    Quelles peurs et blessures dissimulent-ils ?
    Et avec amour et compréhension, nous pourrons agir.

    Car les peurs et les blessures ont besoin de notre attention,
    Un geste doux et un cœur en communion.
    Avec empathie, compassion et un sourire si grand,
    Nous les aiderons à ôter leurs masques, côte à côte, maintenant.

    Alors soyons bons et patients, mon cher ami,
    Car la guérison des blessures est le début de l’amour, ainsi.
    Et dans ce monde, si vaste et lumineux,
    Nous chasserons les peurs avec la pure lumière de l’amour, joyeux.

  • The secret treasure

    The secret treasure

    In a world of wonder, so bright and grand,
    There’s a treasure inside you, just take my hand.
    It’s the magic of thoughts, emotions so true,
    Let’s explore together, me and you.

    Close your eyes for a moment, let’s begin,
    And open your heart, let the journey begin.
    In your head, there’s a world, full of stories untold,
    Where thoughts and emotions, like to unfold.

    Look closely, my friend, what do you see?
    Pictures and words, dancing so free.
    Thoughts can be silly, like a funny clown,
    Or as peaceful as a feather, floating down.

    Sometimes they’re like waves, crashing inside,
    Filling you with joy or making you hide.
    But remember, dear child, it’s all okay,
    For noticing these thoughts is the secret, they say.

    As you notice your thoughts, feelings, and tales,
    An amazing discovery never fails.
    You’ll see through the fog, like a shining light,
    To the truth that brings clarity, shining bright.

    Emotions, like colors, paint your day,
    There are so many hues, come what may.
    Some are like sunshine, warm and bright,
    Others like raindrops, falling in the night.

    Feel them, my dear, let them flow,
    But remember, they come and they go.
    Just like clouds passing by in the sky,
    Emotions will change, that’s no lie.

    So, little adventurer, be brave and strong,
    With natural noticing, you can’t go wrong.
    You hold the key to your own liberation,
    By embracing the beauty of your imagination.

    In this world of thoughts, emotions so vast,
    You’re the captain of your ship, sailing so fast.
    For in this awareness, you’ll find liberation’s gate,
    And journey through life with joy and love, innate.

    Phan Ý Ly + AI


    Le trésor secret

    Dans un monde merveilleux, où les rêves s’épanouissent,
    Il existe un endroit secret où la clarté se nourrit.
    C’est à l’intérieur de ton esprit, où les pensées s’envolent,
    Et les émotions scintillent, tels des astres qui s’affolent.

    Petits amis, écoutez, je vais tout vous expliquer,
    Comment observer ces choses peut vous guider.
    Vos pensées sont comme des nuages flottant dans le ciel,
    Parfois orageuses, parfois timides comme un arc-en-ciel.

    Lorsque vous observez vos pensées, comme des oiseaux dans le ciel,
    Vous les voyez venir et partir, sans aucun appel.
    Certaines pensées sont joyeuses, comme un jour ensoleillé,
    D’autres peuvent être tristes, comme des gouttes de pluie émerveillées.

    Les émotions, chers enfants, sont comme des vagues dans la mer,
    Elles montent et descendent, tout comme vous et moi, sincères.
    Lorsque vous observez ces sentiments, sans peur ni frayeur,
    Vous apaisez votre cœur, et tout devient plus clair.

    Les histoires dans ta tête, telles des livres sur une étagère,
    Elles façonnent ta vision de toi-même et du monde entier.
    Mais lorsque tu observes ces histoires, doucement déployées,
    Tu trouveras une liberté intérieure, une histoire inachevée.

    Alors, mes petits amis, souvenez-vous de cette vérité,
    Observer naturellement est la clé, sans aucun regret !
    Cela ouvre tes yeux à l’étreinte de la réalité,
    Et te guide vers la liberté, à ton propre rythme, en toute sérénité.

    Avec chaque souffle que tu prends, et chaque pas que tu fais,
    Observe tes pensées, émotions et histoires en toi tissés.
    Car dans cette conscience, tu trouveras la porte de la libération,
    Et tu chemineras dans la vie avec joie et amour, sans hésitation.

    AI translation on poem of Phan Y Ly

  • No Forgiveness

    No Forgiveness

    Forgiveness is not in my lexicon, you see,
    Embracing reality as it truly be.
    Understanding the roots, the cause, the why,
    Unraveling actions that make us sigh.

    In clarity and pureness, without a haze,
    There’s nothing there to forgive or praise.
    For in that state, so pristine and clear,
    Forgiveness loses its grip, it disappears.

    No need to hold grudges, no need to let go,
    When there’s no resentment, no anger to sow.
    The truth shines bright, no clouds in the way,
    Whether forgiving or not, it all fades away.

  • Ultimate freedom

    Ultimate freedom

    Spiritual seekers, dreams in their eyes,
    Imagination soaring, reaching the skies.
    Hopes and assumptions, they hold so dear,
    Guiding their path, extinguishing fear.

    But oh, enlightenment, a paradox it seems,
    For ultimate freedom lies in shattered dreams.
    No longer bound by hopes, no longer confined,
    Imagination fades, and assumptions unwind.

    The ego dissolves, illusions set aside,
    In the realm of truth, no longer we hide.
    Enlightenment, the ultimate liberation,
    From the chains of desires and expectations.

    So cherish your dreams, your hopes so bright,
    Let imagination roam, take flights in the night.
    But remember, dear friend, when seeking the light,
    Release them all, and find freedom’s true height.

  • Awareness

    Awareness

    The path of enlightenment is like learning to walk,
    Some rely on canes, while others on crutches talk.
    These are temporary aids on the journey we tread,
    For those dependent on them, self-belief may be misread.

    To truly walk, one must let go of external crutches,
    Whether it’s breath, mantras, or thoughts that clutch us.
    Knowing how to walk means trusting our own stride,
    No longer relying on tools to be our guide.

    The path of enlightenment lies deep within our being,
    Where wisdom and truth are forever freeing.
    Release attachments and find your own way,
    Embrace the independence that comes when you sway.

    No longer clinging to crutches or sticks,
    Walk with confidence, as your spirit uplifts.
    Discover the strength that lies deep within,
    And embrace the journey, let it truly begin.

    For knowing how to walk is to be self-reliant,
    Not dependent on any external alliance.
    Whether it’s the breath, the mantra, or the mind,
    True liberation is found when you leave them behind.