Such a calm read, what I needed at the moment. We go through this a lot and we just want to believe something. Something that listens, sees and acknowledge me
This makes me want to stop love everything, the experience. I just want to keep holding everything even if I am trapped, can't escape the loop.
I enjoy the beauty of this piece. The vulnerability seeps through it, and I love the perspective you see praying from, and then In a sad situation you turn to prayer. Thanks for writing Huy, and I hope you're doing well.
This is such a vulnerable and beautiful narration! I rarely see people explain their experience with prayer coming from a non-believer perspective (at least a "non-specific" believer, so to say).
I find it super intriguing (as a believer myself) how prayer really changes the atmosphere and something inside of us. Even if it's our very first time doing it, our 1836th or in a moment after a "dry" period of faith. In the Bible it mentions how you have to become like children to access the Kingdom of Heaven. I'm sure it's because their pure approach to the unknown and with a hopeful posture really changes something.
Thank you for sharing, it was a really beautiful (and almost poetic) read ✨
Your writing feels like a summoning of the soul, an invitation for stillness. It says, stop what you are doing and be held by the moment, the experience, the sheer humanity of all of us. When I wonder what we're all doing here, living, trapped, looking for the right door, I think, it is this. This is what we are doing. And we are holding everything.
Alex writes amazingly sharp about many things, especially the conundrum that we just like our ancestors have: what to do when mind seeks answers but there is no conversation going, and there is nothing to do other than wait?
This is very beautiful and says so much about the experience of prayer. The feeling of that moment as a 7 year old being held for years until it was needed and then coming forward without any premeditation. I think prayer is like that in that it places us in the present and connects us to currents and energies that aren’t able to be expressed in usual ways. But this writing expresses it so well.
A dear friend of mine went into a coma and was in there so long that we didn’t know if she’d ever come out. A group of us prayed each night, from our own homes but it always felt like we were right beside each other. It was my first experience with praying and it brought me close to something I can only connect with by praying. That sounds so prosaic but it’s the only way I can express it. It was so unexpected. Our friend did survive and we all felt we had shared in a mystery. I’m so glad your sister got better. I’m going to read this post again and again, it has so much truth in it.
Such a calm read, what I needed at the moment. We go through this a lot and we just want to believe something. Something that listens, sees and acknowledge me
This makes me want to stop love everything, the experience. I just want to keep holding everything even if I am trapped, can't escape the loop.
Thank you Huy Nguyen u just made my night
I enjoy the beauty of this piece. The vulnerability seeps through it, and I love the perspective you see praying from, and then In a sad situation you turn to prayer. Thanks for writing Huy, and I hope you're doing well.
This is such a vulnerable and beautiful narration! I rarely see people explain their experience with prayer coming from a non-believer perspective (at least a "non-specific" believer, so to say).
I find it super intriguing (as a believer myself) how prayer really changes the atmosphere and something inside of us. Even if it's our very first time doing it, our 1836th or in a moment after a "dry" period of faith. In the Bible it mentions how you have to become like children to access the Kingdom of Heaven. I'm sure it's because their pure approach to the unknown and with a hopeful posture really changes something.
Thank you for sharing, it was a really beautiful (and almost poetic) read ✨
Your writing feels like a summoning of the soul, an invitation for stillness. It says, stop what you are doing and be held by the moment, the experience, the sheer humanity of all of us. When I wonder what we're all doing here, living, trapped, looking for the right door, I think, it is this. This is what we are doing. And we are holding everything.
I enjoy your deeply-reflective writing. Thanks.
So beautiful. And so deeply needed.
Thank you.
This guy’s heart is so strong to write so well about own weakness.
Huy, do you remember the reverse feeling when you were in the hospital bed?
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Alex writes amazingly sharp about many things, especially the conundrum that we just like our ancestors have: what to do when mind seeks answers but there is no conversation going, and there is nothing to do other than wait?
This is very beautiful and says so much about the experience of prayer. The feeling of that moment as a 7 year old being held for years until it was needed and then coming forward without any premeditation. I think prayer is like that in that it places us in the present and connects us to currents and energies that aren’t able to be expressed in usual ways. But this writing expresses it so well.
A dear friend of mine went into a coma and was in there so long that we didn’t know if she’d ever come out. A group of us prayed each night, from our own homes but it always felt like we were right beside each other. It was my first experience with praying and it brought me close to something I can only connect with by praying. That sounds so prosaic but it’s the only way I can express it. It was so unexpected. Our friend did survive and we all felt we had shared in a mystery. I’m so glad your sister got better. I’m going to read this post again and again, it has so much truth in it.