Một dòng thở nhẹ – Nhật ký Thiền

This morning the sky was clear, sunlight falling onto the porch like tiny golden grains. I sat down, opened my meditation journal, and felt an indescribable spaciousness inside.

Not because the mind was completely quiet, but because I was looking at life with different eyes.

I asked myself:

“If the Dharmarealm is present in this very moment, what am I seeing?”

That question made me pause — not to find an answer, but to look more deeply into what is present.

Sunlight on the porch
The Dharmarealm softly opens
In each breath I take

I looked at the cup of tea.

In the tea there are clouds, rain, earth, the sun, the tea pickers, the transporters, the person who brewed it.

In the tea there are the stories of heaven and earth.

I took a sip — and felt the whole universe passing through me.

I realized:

the Dharmarealm is not far away.
The Dharmarealm is present in the smallest things.

No mystical imagery needed.
No imagining multilayered universes.
No thinking of this realm or that realm.

Just look deeply into one thing — and see everything in it.

A sip of warm tea
Carrying the whole cosmos
Into this body

I remembered the spirit of the Avataṃsaka:

“One is all, all is one.”

And I remembered Jiddu Krishnamurti’s words:
“In the smallest thing, the whole universe is contained.”

Two traditions, two ways of saying — but one truth.

I looked at a leaf falling into the yard.

That leaf is not just a leaf.

It is the sun, the rain, the earth, time, the season, life, death, countless conditions converging.

In the leaf — the entire Dharmarealm.

Leaf falling so light
Yet carrying the cosmos
In its tiny arc

I closed my eyes and brought attention to my breath.

Breathing in — I receive air from the trees.
Breathing out — I return nourishment to the trees.

An endless exchange.
An unceasing interbeing.

I realized:
the Dharmarealm is not a place.
The Dharmarealm is a living network of relationships.

Nothing stands alone.
Nothing is separate.
Nothing is “by itself.”

Breathing in and out
Belongs to no one at all
Only life moving

I remembered a time in the past when life felt too complicated.
Back then, I thought I needed to understand more, learn more, grasp more.

But the more I tried, the farther I moved from the truth.

Today, looking at a leaf, a breath, a ray of sunlight — I see:
the Dharmarealm does not need to be understood.
The Dharmarealm only needs to be seen.

Not seen with the intellect.
Not seen with concepts.
But seen with full presence.

Jiddu said:

“To see what is, is the beginning of wisdom.”

Haiku 5

Seeing what just is
Adding nothing more to it
The mind becomes clear

I opened my eyes and looked at the light spreading across the ground.

A peace spread through my heart — not because I achieved something, but because I saw more clearly:

The Dharmarealm is not in scriptures.
The Dharmarealm is in each moment of life.

In birdsong.
In breath.
In sadness.
In joy.
In a step.
In a glance.

All are gateways into the Dharmarealm.

Haiku 6

The Dharmarealm shines
In the smallest little things
If we choose to see

I closed today’s meditation journal — and also closed the journey of 18 writings — with a small question to carry into daily life:

“In this moment, in what form is the Dharmarealm appearing?”

Perhaps just by keeping that question in my heart, I will see that the universe is not far away —
it is breathing with me, seeing with me, living with me, in every moment of everyday life.