Mindful-less

It’s the death anniversary of my teacher Thich Nhat Hanh. Has it been 2 years already?

Last year, I wrote about how I discovered his teachings and how his students are his continuation. But honestly, I feel so far away from the practice of mindfulness and mindful living. And even further from the community. More like a discontinuous continuation now…

I still meditate every morning for some minutes. Sometimes 20min, mostly shorter. But everything else seems to have faded away due to my life situation. I don’t practice mindful eating and walking. And I no longer do retreats. Reading and learning about meditation and mindfulness, non-existent.

Yet I feel like a migrant living in a foreign land, pining to return back to his homeland… some day. Some day, after his work is done here.

I don’t know when. But some day.

One day.