Two days ago this chant came up spontaneously as I was l online. It was only recently published on YouTube a few days after the passing of the beloved Buddhist teacher Thich Nhat Hanh from the Plum Village Monastery in France.

I was feeling somewhat scattered that morning, going from one thing to the next feeling my way into the day. As this chant came on I was captivated. It held me in its exquisite beauty. The rest of the morning I felt centered, directed and focused.

Today as i watch and listen again I wonder if the quiet focus of the monk playing the bowl is “contagious” in some way. I notice that listening to this chant- and the watching of the performance as well- seems to clear the clutter and crud from my brain. It brings tears, and then quiet and clarity. What is the effect on you? (Please feel free to comment below.)