Christ’s Resurrection is an inner phenomenon. It is the required broadening of the Heart to let compassion for the world arise. The traditional representation of
Christ’s Resurrection is an inner phenomenon. It is the required broadening of the Heart to let compassion for the world arise. The traditional representation of
Whenever I surrender to the Father, I withdraw from the ego room. The movement, the release of energy is the same. The love rising
The further you move into the cosmic darkness, the deeper you sink into the universe, The more violently the winds will blow. Could this be
I believe that lighness of heart saves us while seriousness kills without fail. In lightness of heart, there is flexibility and adaptation to space In
Dodging… This is also one of the teaching media in the Zen tradition. Laying a trap, greasing the helping hand… Preventing the roots from embedding
(Version française : Parfois, Zazen est le Veau d’Or Zazen, zazen, zazen…. until it becomes an obsession, Then zazen again, zazen some more, until it makes
The sharpness of presence has nothing to do With the syrupy vanilla cotton cloud of glazed paper mindfulness of smoky telephone screens of one-way mirrors.
Turn the fader now Press the time switch Take the words off the mix You’ll be at peace, for a moment … Yet knowing they
(french version available here : Au Siffloteur des Matins) From the fierce immaturity of my teenage years, I would question him about the endless universe
The Promised Land is in us. Continuously, this inner territory awaits its inhabitants. It stands inside each one of us, and we all share its
To all those who feel so uncomfortable with the contemporary obligation to be ambitious, remember : « It is not a refusal to ambition when you place it
Don’t let people believe they should ‘do nothing’ while meditating. Nor let them think their practice should follow a spirit of non-profit. Quite the opposite
« The good news…here it is… Cherish it, hold it close to your heart, and let it give shape to the smile of serenity. I can
When he unfolds content so gracefully and dwells each recess of his body with so much intensity When he writes, when he speaks with spirit
Julie sometimes happened to remind herself of how she was when she lived her previous life : offices, colleagues, dumb tasks, barren talks at the