My joy is like spring, so warm,
It makes flowers bloom all over the Earth.
My pain is like a river of tears,
So vast it fills the four oceans.
Please call me by my true names
So I can hear all my cries and laughter at once,
So I can see that my joy and pain are one.
Please call me by my true names
So that I can wake up,
And the door of my heart can be left open.
(The door of compassion)

Trauma Sensitive Mindfulness & Plum Village practice (40 Years Retreat #4)
In this fourth Dharma talk of our 40 Years Retreat, “Now We Have a Path: We Have Nothing More to Fear”, Brother Phap Linh shares how we can recognize trauma in ourselves and those around us, as well as how we can care for it and help it to...
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