When sitting, give birth to the hope of stopping stuffing your head with concepts of spirituality,
When sitting, see yourself dipped in the artificial sauce with floating spiritual lumps, ad nauseum, In an instant, look away and put down the bowl to investigate the outside,
–The one holding the bowl
As well as the forests where your feet were walking,
And meet the beings who cross the meadows, drink from the stream, huddle together at night.
If one day we were to pass by the place where the bowl was placed, we would find it empty, dried up and dusty, damaged by time,
We will then be able to take it away, wash it, take care of it for a while and tell the peoples of nature about the path taken by the man.
©FJ Jan 2025
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I think this boils down to the idea that spirituality is, ultimately, unbound by human constructions; the question is how to detach from them.
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By discovering them as inner realities and stopping to chase them through external reflections ?
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It’s a plan. Provided one can avoid constructing one’s own artifice.
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