The Secrets of the Universe (Whatever…)

To say that nothing happens in zazen is like finding oneself in a room unaware that, behind the door, stands a person, holding the destiny of the world in his hands, amidst a thousand other beings.

…And finally, thanks to an incomprehensible grace, opening the door to realize that these people are having tea while chatting in a confuse background noise.

Then, waiting there, simply listening, to the point of feeling comfortable enough to join in and understand that every word spoken contains ten others emitting on other, related frequencies and carrying a decisive symbolic message.

Or understanding that, in the end, none of this really matters.

©FJ March 2025

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