I feel deep gratitude toward Zen, gratitude for sparing me the burden of conceptual knitting and the desperate attempt at trying to fit together architectures of beliefs.
I sometimes feel a certain hesitation in front of the infinite space
that Zen opens up in front of me,
Without a tree of colors, without a stone of beliefs
To cling to or to lean on.
Fear not.
©FJ September 2022
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The hesitation that comes of trying to fit infinity into a concept, perhaps?
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The hesitation you feel when, even though you have practiced and rehearsed for thousands of hours, the door of the flying plane opens…
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… and you realise you have no parachute…
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Ah ..yes, I always forget that part of the story
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