Một dòng thở nhẹ – Nhật ký Thiền

This morning the sky was overcast, the wind blowing gently through the leaves outside the yard.
I sat down at the table, opened my meditation journal, and noticed a strange feeling inside me:
not exactly sadness, not exactly joy, just a slight vibration, like the surface of water touched by wind.

I asked myself:

“What is this feeling trying to say?”

That question made me pause.
Not to analyze, but to listen.

Wind touches the water
A very gentle ripple
The mind is the same

I closed my eyes and brought my attention to that feeling.
It was somewhere between the chest and the belly, like a thin cloud.
No clear shape.
No clear color.
Just a presence.

I didn’t try to name it.
Didn’t try to understand it.
Didn’t try to change it.
I just observed.

And in that observation, I remembered the words of JidduKrishnamurti:
“Let the feeling flower.”

In the past, I thought “to let it flower” meant to relax.
But today, I see it means not interfering.

Not following.
Not resisting.
Not fixing.

Not explaining.
Not turning it into a story.

Just letting it bloom – like a flower.

A flower blooms in the wind
Not asking why it blooms
The mind is like the flower

I realized:

feelings only become painful when we cling to them or resist them.

If we follow pleasant feelings, we create desire.
If we resist unpleasant feelings, we create conflict.
Both are roots of suffering.

But if we simply observe, feelings become light like clouds.

I tried looking at the feeling this morning.
When I didn’t follow it, it didn’t grow.
When I didn’t resist it, it didn’t become heavy.
It just… stayed there.
Then slowly faded.

Not following, not resisting
The feeling slowly dissolves
Like clouds meeting sunlight

I remembered a time in the past when I felt anxious before an important meeting.

Back then, I tried to push the anxiety away.
The more I tried, the stronger it became.
The more I resisted, the more it clung to me.

Jiddu Krishnamurti said:
“Any resistance strengthens what you resist.”

Today, I understand that sentence a little more.
It is not the feeling that makes me suffer.
It is the resistance to the feeling that makes me suffer.

Resisting is suffering
Letting go is gentle
The mind opens

I tried looking deeper into the feeling this morning.

When I let it “flower,” I saw it carried a small message:

a bit of tiredness, a bit of expectation, a bit of morning sensitivity.

Nothing serious.
Nothing to fix.
Nothing to overcome.

Just a small wave of the mind.

And when I looked at it with gentleness, it became a friend – not a disturbance.

Feeling is a friend
Coming and going lightly
If we know how to see

Ending today’s meditation journal, I wrote a small question to carry with me:

“What is this feeling trying to tell me, if I am willing to listen?”

Perhaps just by keeping that question in my heart, I will see that feelings are not something to fear – but a doorway into deeper understanding of myself.