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Living Meditation.

Peace in all these steps.
Travelling to the Lotus Temple.
I made some videos.
Check ’em out!

I’ve been doing random jobs I find on craigslist.

On this day, I was pulling cattails from the muddy bank of a lake.
Waist deep.
I saw a leach.
It was gross.

It was all fun and games until I saw the leach.
after a little self-talk,
I shifted my focus away from the possibility of finding more leaches.. on my skin,
sucking my blood all wriggly and yuck.

Skating in Heaven

Then, I finished the work and began skateboarding to the temple.

Here, in this video, I was marveling at how beautiful all the sense impressions were. The sounds were nice. The visuals were intense. The air was the perfect temperature.

I felt light,
as I floated down the road on this big ol’ floppy skateboard.

Chua Lien Hoa

And, then I got there:


Here is a video of the kind of stuff that is usually happening inside:

Mahayana Buddhism.

Amitabha Buddha and his Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

These people practice Mahayana Buddhism.
Pure Land Buddhism.
It is easy for westerners to misunderstand, but the practice is profound and the doctrine is profound.

I guess it is easy for anyone to misunderstand.

The Pure Land does not have to be far away.
Amitabha’s light extends throughout all of the infinite multiverses,
inviting all with eyes to see.

Walking Mindfully

Walking Mindfully is pleasant. Talking off the top of my head for the benefit of all beings and nonbeings is fun!

Walking and Talking Meditation

The Words

Fast or slow,
whatever the rhythm,
I believe it is important to simply remain aware of the process of walking,
the feeling of the ground on your feet.

Sometimes I walk real slow,
sometimes I walk normally.
Yesterday I walked 12 miles.

I wasn’t running.
I also wasn’t tip-toeing.
I was walking normally,
Acknowledging the sentient beings around me,
and the non-sentient beings (hahahha).

I like a practice I learned from Thich Nhat Hanh:

You see a plant, you see a friend, you say:
“I see that you are there and it makes me very happy.”

So simple … and profound.
Give it a try.
“Come and See”.

I like that saying.
It is a suuuuper Buddhist perspective.
Just “come and see for yourself.”

It’s like the Kalama Sutta.
Don’t believe things because people say them..
or books say them..
practice and see for yourself.

Do the thing with walking meditation.
Practice and see if you like it how you like it.

There will be teachers who will tell you a thing
and you can try it
and see how it goes.

Although, it’s not necessary to have any teacher.. guru.

It’s like the Dhammapada, saying 61.

If a wanderer doesn’t find a superior or an equal on the path,
then that wanderer should simply continue travelling alone.

It’s well within traditional Buddhism:
the idea of advancing on your own.
But! The priest caste asserts its importance over time.
The evolution of the system solidifies the role of “The Guru”.

I’m just not a huge fan.
I’m a fan of my noble friends that teach me through friendship.
Good friendship is the whole of the holy life.

And that’s from the Buddha’s Mouth… I think. (hehehe)
It’s from some Pali Sutta, I forget the name (Upaddha Sutta).
Maybe it’s called “half of the holy life”?

The Buddha is asked,

“Isn’t friendship half of the holy life?”

And he is like,

“Nooo! It is the whole of the holy life!”

Sooo, why am I talking about this?

if you can’t find a teacher,
find a friend.

Find a good friend.



Foundationless foundation.

The Bodhisattva who does not dwell in the unconditioned is described here, in the Vimalakirti

This is how I (Nguyen Giac) practice Buddhism. Wake-up-ism. Gnosticism. Internal, intuitive, understanding.

Bow in Gratitude.

The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas,
the sentient beings and all that so called “lifeless” matter,
space and time,
light and voidness,
here and there,
now and then;
all of these are  aspects of your own (not your own) inscrutable [non]self.
Mind-born-mind. Get over it.

I’ve spent some time sitting in front of big statues of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.
One time, I received a full package– a self-assembling mind-to-mind transmission from the heart-brain of the empty multiversal intelligence.

It was a simple realization.

Through nonself,
we are they,
they are us.

The Buddhas are beyond,
but the Bodhisattvas remain
as expressions of perfect imperfection.

You are what you eat… with your eyes.
You are what you think.
Practice in this way,
with a heart of gratitude for the beautiful aspects of personality,
you become these beautiful aspects of personality.

Recognize Avalokitesvara’s compassionate listening.
Honor, revere, bow in gratitude, keep the recollection on the tongue of your mind-heart.

Do the same with each of the other aspects of ineffably perfect imperfection.


It is so simple.

You take a scythe and mow the lawn. It takes time. And you learn technique. Then, when you’re better at it, it goes faster– your technique improves and you become master of scythe-mowing.


Mahayana apologetic. Nguyen Giac rambles on the topic.

Who is the Buddha?

From the Infinite Meanings Sutra. Mahayana.

Thanks for watching. Comments welcomed.

What is Buddhism?

Go get an encyclopedia for facts. Practice mindfulness for experience: uncover gnosis.

Diamond Sutra Sung in English.

Interesting! It is interesting to hear it this way!

Thich Nhat Hanh: Diamond Sutra.

A Vietnamese Zen Master speaks about the Diamond Sutra.

GnoTruth Adventures

Sharing for the benefit of beings everywhere. Beautifying this Buddha realm with Dhamma. Enjoy.

I’ve had a heavy heart. So, I’ve been carrying it around town on these long bike rides. This time I traveled to Lien Hoa Temple in the hope of meeting with Thich Hue Nhan.

I knocked at the temple door and a kind woman named “My “greeted me with a smile and invited me to eat some wonderful kind of tapioca, soy bean, sweet paste type stuff with rice. I hadn’t eaten all day. It was the perfect gift! Each bite of this stuff was taken with mindfulness and I found that this dish was certainly from the celestial abodes.

Nam Mo A Di Da Phat

We tried to talk, but it ended with a bunch of laughter, cause I don’t speak Vietnamese and she doesn’t speak much English. I discerned that Thay (Thich Hue Nhan) was gone at a funeral-type ceremony for three people that had recently passed on.

I ate half of the bowl of heaven-pudding-stuff and excused myself to the meditation hall.

I lit 7 candles, and invited a bell to sound for you.

It’s pretty quiet.

Then, I grabbed a cushion and the lights turned on. I looked over and saw Thay. Excited to see him, I went out of the meditation hall to hang out.

He was sitting on a chair against the wall. He invited me to sit next to him. It felt good. I felt like a kid sitting next to Santa Claus. I felt this strange relief of the pain of sadness. I told him that I missed him and he told me, “you can come here everyday”.  That felt very good.

This community, and these Monks, although I don’t speak their language, and though I lack much of the cultural context, they make me feel at home. I attribute this to Buddha’s teaching.

Although, you must consider what I mean by “Buddha’s Teaching”. The Mahayana is the vehicle of vehicles. This community gnos compassion, they posses wisdom.

Thay started playing his stringed instrument. Thinking that it would be great to share this sound with the world, I asked if I could record it. (it’s funny, he just wanted me to record his fingers. we were laughing about that)

Then, he invited me to go back to meditation.

I sat to breathe. I noticed,

“short breath, long breath, pleasing breath, agitated breath, distraction, short breath, thought bubble pop, long breath, comfortable posture, breath body ease, distraction, short breath, agitated breath, long breath, pleasing breath, distraction, mind story distraction, thought bubble pop, good breath, bad breath, neither good or bad breath, both good and bad breath, infinite breath, short breath, mundane breath”.

This continued for some time and then I rode my bike ~15 miles to go see my children at their mother’s house.

It was a glorious day with my sons. So much fun! I also hung out with Greg. He is Ashley’s brother. Ashley is the mother of my children. It is perfect.

They live in the forest. Nestled up in some hills, in a place called, ‘Cedar Flats’. The ride there is difficult for me because of the distance and elevation gain. The ride away from there is easy.

A beautiful stream, called “Swift Creek”, runs through the trees and the property borders a vast swath of state land. There is endless opportunity for mindful walking.

The description of this day is almost complete. Obviously, there are many lost details. Many things are forgotten but integrated. I love love. Love my children, my friends, my teachers.

We’re going to wrap this up with some rockin’ out.

I sometimes carve rocks. You will notice a Dhamma Wheel, a rock with “GNO” carved into it and there is a faint dragon coming down onto the Dhamma Wheel.


And, below is a circle inside a triangle inside a circle.

You will also notice that I’m standing in a rock garden. When I lived there, I spent countless hours collecting and arranging these rocks. I used a shovel to terrace the hillside and build a path around it. There is something wonderful about aimless, mindful working.

That’s all.

There you go, internet.

There you go, hive-mind.

Have this little piece of something.

I offer it with compassion,

for the benefit of those like myself,

who may find use in my senseless rambling.


Reflecting Dhamma,

the fire grows brighter,

the wheel spins faster,

the setting sun burns its image into our deepest nonself,

and we bask in infinite pure light beams emanated out and brought in by ineffable Infinite Light Buddha.

standing, here and now, in this mind-made perfection.

imagining binding, imagining liberation,

then setting it all down for true rest.

Breathe and Gno.

As a perfectly practical being, take refuge in the completely ineffable ultimate. When you are beaten, rest in the arms of Infinite Love Mother Buddha. There is hope for the weary, if only you drop those burning coals, your flesh will stop melting. If only you stopped drinking that poison… If only you turned your mind away from the acquisition of petty material goods and toward the acquisition of the awareness of no-birth, no-death.

No birth. No death.

Gno Truth.


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