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When Robes Meet the Road-Sample 1
DAY 1BURLESON, TEXASOctober 26, 2025 Kickoff Ceremony at Hương Đạo Vipassana Bhavana CenterMidday alms in Fort Worth. The morning air is cool,the sky pale with the first light of autumn. At Hương Đạo Vipassana Bhavana Center,monks gather in saffron robes,their palms pressed together,their breaths steady. Families fill the courtyard—Vietnamese, Lao, Thai, Cambodian, American—a tapestry…
When Robes Meet the Road-Sample 2
DAY 108WASHINGTON, D.C.February 10, 2026 Visits:• National United Methodist Church• American University’s Bender Arena• Washington National Cathedral• Embassy Row• George Washington University This is the daythe monks enter the nation’s capital. They walk past monuments,museums,embassies,and universities —their presence a quiet riverflowing through the heart of power. At the National United Methodist Church,they chant blessings. At…
Thăm Nuôi Việt Nam-Sample 2
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Thăm Nuôi-Sample 2
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Beyond Saigon River-Sample 1
CHAPTER 1THE NIGHT WE LEFT SAIGON Leaving or staying — both require courage. I fled my country in 1975, A young ARVN sailor of twenty-five.Decades later, now you know my age;My remaining life is like an old silkworm’s fate. On that fateful night of April 29, 1975, We sneaked out of Saigon before midnight.Bạch Đằng…
The Tale of Mother Vietnam-Sample 2
MẸ — THE MOTHERS OF THE LANDTHE MATERNAL VOICES Governments rise and fall in a single day.But a mother never stops counting her children. Vietnam has long spokenof one Mother. She is Mother Vietnam,the quiet motherwho gathers every childunder the same sky. But like many old families of the land,the household of Father Vietnamwas never…

