Above all, the surface consciousness wishes not to be forlorn,It feverishly watches out for the disengagement of forces and their migrations for deeper layers, 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
I have no idea whether the fact that people are getting so easily drowned in the surface waters of emotions is due to the nature
Sister M., in one of the audio podcast I use while jogging, very quietly, says thatDuring our prayers, our moments of silent sitting, we should
As unexpected to some as it may sound, Christianity and Zen Buddhism, once we go past the usual ways of perception, reveal in essence the
Again, this is an old post I dug out and dusted out while preparing the next book… It is not because we communicate on a
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…
But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal. For
There was something puzzled in me When you spoke, when you moved I would wait, further back, And then I understood. Your automatic cues, picked
Zazen : seeing DeathComing forth as inner eyes adjust. Zazen : agreeing to stay putAnd sit one-on-one with Life Singing in tune, at last,With what
May Knowledge descend in youAnd open you eyes, your heart and your mindWhen you’re least expecting it.Yet, make sure everything is ready to welcome it.
Identity is frothThose bubbles hypnotizeThe eyes of our being. They sparkle, fizzle,Agglutinate and burst. Wide, tranquil, emergency-freeThe heart-ocean does not change a thingTo its peaceful
One thing he clearly had not anticipated as he was sitting zazen through all these years, was that, despite all expectations, and against all pre-traced
Could we jump off our ill-being
To the pure heart of Being ?
Coming back to basics Again, again, and again Until it becomes natural Until it remembers being natural Until it finds back its own place –