No Death, No Fear – Thich Nhat Hanh

With hard-won wisdom and refreshing insight, Thich Nhat Hanh confronts a subject that has been contemplated by Buddhist monks and nuns for twenty-five-hundred years—and a question that has been pondered by almost anyone who has ever lived: What is death? In No Death, No Fear, the acclaimed teacher and poet examines our concepts of death, fear, and the very nature of existence. Through Zen parables, guided meditations, and personal stories, he explodes traditional myths of how we live and die. Thich Nhat Hanh shows us a way to live a life unfettered by fear.

My thoughts

Thank you Thich Nhat Hanh for your wisdom, clarity and comfort. I wish I had lived my life with this knowledge long ago… but truly lived it, not simply believing what I have read. Now, I need to live life like this.

Grief and loss, in particular, loss of my mum has been the most pain I have ever experienced… Thich Nhat Hahn provides comfort and the knowlege that our loved ones never die. They are always with us and a part of us and everything they have touched. Their spirit is with us. Something can’t come from nothing and something can’t become nothing.

The beautiful stories and parables, including Thich’s own loss of his mother and his poems and images will stay with me. I love his poem The Cloud and how he compares our lives to a cloud. Impermance is such an important teaching and although I have listened to talks on it and meditated on it, I have not felt it to this extent until now. Thich Nhat Hanh’s symbol of the tea leaves helped me to realise that my mum is still here. I need to hold on to these stories. This book will help me in all times of need in the future. I hope to rely on my faith.

I would recommend this book to everyone. It is a lesson on life. It is a lesson on our perception of reality. For anyone who has lost a loved one, I highly recommend this book. I will miss my mum everyday for the rest of my life… With this book and teachings, I hope to find peace and comfort in the everyday and on those days when I miss my mum most.


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