The ball has bounced on my side of the netAnd I’ve hit it back.In a snap, I kept the game going.The only thing I had
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The Same View
Every move, gently made is an offering to the world; Laying a cup, filling it, floating on the waves of existence. Ordinary brutality is an
Truly Meeting You
My dear friend,The transparency of your sensitivenessIs never a discomfort to you. Here, again, you are teaching me.The clarity, the immediacy of the truth in
Wide Angle Awakening
Limiting all inner life phenomena to our the activity of the mind, is having an ideological perspective as well as a fragmentary experience of the
Splash of Joy
Stepping on the threshold of quietusSatori : wholly enteringWithin reach of awakening, being spattered With a single drop, a bath of plenitude,In one second of
Silences
Even though Silence, in essence, is one,It encompasses many degrees It all begins with the silence of discomfort,When the very first holes widen their outer
Meeting with a Friendly Vampire
Imagine that, by inserting a plug upside down and inverting polarities, devices would then functionTherefore, vacuum cleaners would start expelling air through their pipes. We
Sleeping Scene
The breathing pump is deepening its movementsLower, lowerI can hear the dim questions rising from withinI can see the mind slightly starting to driftAway, at
Intimate Intimacy
At the center of our Heart,Intimate intimacyThe reflection of God,Most precious place and all-out giving,Unveiled otherness and revealed Nature Franck Joseph©FJ Dec. 2020 – All
Where Practice Stops, Practice Begins
The tools held at our disposal, by eastern traditions as well as systems from which they derive, do not open on any experience of transcendence…
Master’s Degree : The Question.
A good question any teacher should consider is :Am I ‘offering’ this teaching through myself or am I ‘selling’ myself through this teaching ? Franck
Shorter Than A Koan
The oak tree in the temple yard, (1)Calling the Earth to witnessSame anchoringSame simple mindSame footprint in realitySame resolution to lifeObvious choice of happiness within
Alone in the Elevator (?)
Breathing in, Breathing out,Thoughts have their own cycles.Suddenly, one disappears and the next one does not arise.A bit of waiting, it does not come. The
Square Awakening
Trapped in this urban fiction, cutting them off from nature and thereby creating the « environment » as a by-product of their fictitious extraction, human beings, through
A Grateful Body
Something, in the grace of of your pace, in the lighthearted smile as you approachLets me know you’ve changed. Your body is now thankfulAfter decades
Notes & Silence 