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Buddha Mind, Buddha Body: Easyread Comfort Edition

Buddha Mind, Buddha Body: Easyread Comfort Edition is a revised edition designed to make a classic work on Buddhism more accessible to a broader audience. It presents teachings and practices in a simplified manner, aiming to provide a clear and easy-to-understand introduction to the principles of Buddhism. more

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Nhat Hanh
Nhat Hanh

Thich Nhat Hanh is a Vietnamese-French monk, writer, and peace activist. Born on October 11, 1926, he is a prominent figure in the Zen Buddhist tradition, known for his simple yet profound teachings and advocacy for peace. more

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