Imagine a dream….You are giving yourself over to circular pleasures,Hidden by the surface foam from troubled waters,Until you notice distant flames on the shore Waving
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Zazen Restaurant (Quote)
At Zazen RestaurantThe menu reads : ‘Beauty, Peace and Joy’Eat in or take away ? Franck Joseph©FJ March 2021- All rights reserved.Articles are available in book and
The True Dojo
Zazen is the room you go to When you want to cry tears of solitude,Or despair, tears of rage.You enter the room and pour out
« Are You Alive ? Yes I Am. »
This is a re-post of some notes taken 6 years ago.As I am currently working on the publication of a book in English I’ve been
Hindering Belief (Quote)
Maybe the first hindrance on the way to peace is the initial belief that love is not possible, especially in situations when it seems to
Mouth Full Of Earth
A dry meditationReveals how deeply trapped we’ve allowed ourselves to become In ideas, both barren and fertile,In unclear, diffuse anxieties,In entertaining chorusesOn childhood and old
God Means ..
God means the bottom of your soul, your most intimate self, as Meister Eckart put it.You can look elsewhere, but be prepared for inconsistencies and
One Flash Here
‘This little light of mineI’m gonna let it shine’ With such a fragment of lightSet ablaze in our inner tubeA result of a supple moveUnfurled
Ceremonial Wisdom
What do I care to ‘look wise’ ?Why would I want to dress with the attire of wisdom ?This sounds like an absurd objective to me. Yet,
Practice Beyond Combat
Practicing Zazen, just sitting,Is answering ‘mu’ to all questioningsSubtle and non-subtle onesThat are stirring up our minds. By sitting Zazen, we practice ‘not entering’.Sitting on
Zen Knows
From the bottom of the nightHe laid a hand on the notebookHolding on to a creviceOn a rocky face of the mountain,A desperate grip to
Left Un-Named
More than anything elseHe didn’t want to have anything to name. For he knew that, as he would pin a tag to this new phenomenon,He
‘No Place To Sit, Nowhere to Rest’
Once his visitors have mentioned the absence of any possibility to sit, as they come to meet Vimalakirti, he asks the the following question : ‘Have
I’m Scared Of You
As she sighed, Thelma sat down, grabbed the pen and let it flow I’m scared of living,This is why I keep saying ‘no’Why I yell
The Path Is Clear
A French version is available here : La Voie Est Libre ! I feel sorryFor people who love to stuff their mindswith new age sauce
Notes & Silence 