Memories of Thay
Two Stories of Thay’s Love by Peggy Rowe Ward Thay didn’t speak about peace. He was peace. He didn’t speak about contentment. He radiated contentment. He didn’t speak about love. He embodied love. To be in his presence was a tangible, visceral experience of love. Once Thay’s attendant invited us to tea with Thay. She said there would also be […]