Can you perceive your strong attachment to thoughts ?It is difficult to observe, for it is hard to confess, actually. You come here, to this place
Can you perceive your strong attachment to thoughts ?It is difficult to observe, for it is hard to confess, actually. You come here, to this place
Jesus said : “He who has ears to hear, …”He is echoing what is written in Isaiah, 32, 3 : “Then the eyes of those
A strange wind is blowing on humanity.A wind that’s coming from afar.Determined, this wind is comingHowling for a reason.I could hear its omen in the
The belief in our status as “awakened beings”,the maintenance of this beliefor questions about the so-called achievements towards this status.These are reliable indicators of the
As long as dust flies in front of their eyes,Humans will keep trying to join the dots so as to draw a landscape, a setting
When, after the sin of arrogance, the quest for knowledge, the intention to get a grip on the world, Man leaves the Garden of Eden,
There can be no knowledge coming from the exogenous questTo refrain from melting when approaching the Hearth of the Presence.The disciple heating his heart to
On a certain level of silence, there is nothing which can still remainbeside faith and the call from Being.Nothing as powerful, no knowledge as certain
The truth is as follows.I wished it were different.I’ve been to Japan and have not found anything more spiritual than what I had in this
The incense of love gently swirling from the bottom of my soul :I can’t find it in your explanations, justifications nor in the chants and
In Christianity, I do regret those stagnation within intellectual spheres as well as their teleological rationalization.On the other end, I’m as puzzled by the other
Why do ‘believers” have to be fully obsessed with trying to obstruct Life,To strangle Life between their nervous fingers ? How can we not end
I read the Bible and I see the landscapes of the BuddhaI listen to the Dharma and I hear the voice of Christ. ©FJ Nov
You know, in the secret of your heartAll the ways are joining hands,What do you have to fearFrom abandoning them all,And walking along the Unique
Joining and BowingMy two wrinkled handsI do not know any wilder joy. ©FJ Nov 2021RECUEILS/ ParticipationsTelegram (Publications et Pratique)