The last time I saw Thich Nhat Hanh was not too long before his stroke. It was in 2013, during his final North America teaching tour, and we were at Blue Cliff Monastery in the Catskills. When the retreat wrapped up, I stayed to interview him, and we talked about many things — his family, karma, the key to happiness, and more — then at the end, feeling a mix of sad and happy, I put my hands together in gassho. It was wonderful to connect with Thay, but I knew he was getting older and I wondered if I’d ever see him again.
Because of train time, I had to spend one more night at Blue Cliff. Almost all of the eight-hundred-plus retreatants had gone home, leaving only the monastics and lay volunteers, so the next morning we were a small group eating breakfast under a tarp. Admittedly, I wasn’t eating my corn on the cob as mindfully as I could have. But suddenly I was brought back to the present moment by the surprising sight of Thich Nhat Hanh crossing the lawn and coming toward us.
I was, after all, seeing Thay again!
I watched him as he moved from table to table, greeting people individually and smiling widely as children spontaneously hugged him. His attention to each person was touching. When he came to me, I felt self-conscious about my gnawed corn cobs, but he just patted me on the shoulder and asked about a book I was reading. Then he took his quiet leave, crossing back over the green lawn. Years have passed, and even if I never see him again, I know that he will continue in me. His insight and compassion.
This Sunday marks Thay’s 94th turn around the sun. Earlier in the week, various social media outlets reported that the Zen master had stopped eating, but the official word from his community is that his health remains stable. To mark the occasion of his birthday here are three interviews with him that we have published on our pages, including the one I did with him at Blue Cliff. —Andrea Miller, deputy editor, Lion’s Roar magazine |
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