So precious…

So precious

Thich Nhat Hanh’s


after his physical leaving

has moved my heart this past week.

In January 2000, my biological father

transitioned in a similar way,

peacefully drifting from this side of the veil

to the other.

Both men embodied their teaching.

Both have impacted me deeply.

My tears fall fresh for Thay,

my spiritual guide who I adopted in 2020.

My tears fall again for my “Papa”,

whose spirit has nurtured mine

since his leaving in 2000.

So precious…

Precious beyond words:

to know them,

to behold them,

to emulate them,

to breathe and to walk for them.

So precious…

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